images and memories aligned just so,
waiting to be discovered and used
exclusively in poetry.
Being sensitive to emotions and
feelings piled and scattered throughout
my soul’s mind, awaiting a final
appointment with God.
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Picturing episodes that will come about in future days of life.
Seeing beyond, where I will be given the Nobel Peace Prize before dying from this life.
Solitarily brewing thoughts so they may expand
on adventures of sound.Living in peaceful acrimony every day of life,astounding even myself.Fulfilling epitaphs of centuries, written instone, etched in family’s minds throughout life.Stationing ability, bringing it to fruition foreternity.Establishing phraseology in accented precisionfor everyone to view and take in.Imbibing solely from within, drinking of dailymeanings of life-long unanswered questions.
Limitless indulgences being brought to bear, listening eagerly to words being sung.
Volume rising, people singing in the atmosphere, hoping to provide entertainment for crowds of people.
Visions sprouting in a dew covered memory, restlessly
of beauty.Picturesque screens with pictures riding in deserts of myown making, giving explanations to another sphere some-where in rain storms of future designs.Believing in a God, and being forgiven by the side ofheaven above me.Taking all the wonder and awe, gathered in gems of versewith me.
In slumber deep, sleeping to the sound of breathing.
Upon awakening, with sun shining, looking over, watching for signs of life, no breathing going in or out.Somehow during the midnight hour, God came and took her soul with Him to heaven.