Tantamount to scaling mountains I seek heights and dimensions set in musical compositions, tallying excellent movements and placing them indiscreetly into many volumes of poetry.

Mixed with a chorus of other people, strobe lights flashing stars and symbols all around the room.Caught up in the excitement of the moment, everyone jumped to their feet, clapping and singing along.An awesome concert by all intentions, as we left with joy and prayer filling us with faith.

Leaving me desolate and withouthope from this moment forward.

leaving a stream of white behind it.Watching words produce pictures in my mind asI write them out for all to see.Knowledge sitting astride subconsciousness,promising better tomorrows, left from poemsscattered around to be read in another time whenI have died and gone beyond them.

Sticking straight to the point, never bowingout, messages are presented with very few words.Tears are jerked from souls who read poems,sighs manage to escape, sometimes even laughter.All the world is set in motion at the stroke ofa pen completing a poem.

As a camera hovered for a moment on Jim’s parents, his mother’s smile reflected that of Jim’s.A special gift to treasure every time she looks in the mirror – Jim’s smile is fashioned after hers.