Lilting tones, managing to filter into scores of notes as they play unendingly in my mind.
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Living in measures of musical poetry,
Alleviating the stress always pressing me fromother people’s opinions.Beaming the passion I have interiorly, sendingit into the atmosphere of my inner environment,taking all mathematical formulas and infringingupon them.Counting down the minutes of existence in tell-tale poems, leaving all of life in it’s depthsand walking off into another length of rhythm.
Fighting for strength to keep moving through trials of today.
Searching halls for reminders of myself in etchings of the past.Stringing along images, pasting them on corridors of eternal sincerity.While they continue to fall off and get stepped on by tomorrow’s insistence.
Jouncing along sidewalks, looking at all sights lined up along the outskirts, wanting to become new aspects of yesterday’s landscapes.
Taking fingers along ivories of interior pianos, feeling their senses tickling so many thoughts lying in wait.All major portions firm in their convictions of religious beliefs
Wailing and silencing voices of protuberant thought
spirits as life revolves around time endlessly,taking us with it on eternal journeys.Touching upon chords of outstanding ability, tracingthem backwards into memories filling our minds.Realizations etch themselves into our beings, becomingpart of us along the way.Presuming daily portals are continually opening, giving entrance into our abysmal selves for knowledge andmeaning.Taking unto our interior beings all…
The laughter, lights, fun everywhere.
Gone is his smiling face, his sudden laughter, his handheld gently in mine.Not too long ago his funeral belied his early death,the tears, so foreign as hearts of mother, father andsister were heard breaking in the still afternoon air.People gathered, listening, tears falling like rainfrom up above.Sun shining in spite of death’s hold before us.Little…