Exposing my heart, hiding my intellect beneath thousands of poems so as not to be seen too carefully all at once.
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Glancing around the waiting room, noticing designs,
Shining in lightened areas under beautiful spheresof fantasy.Soothing me interiorly, giving respite from all thetrials of daily life.Participating totally in the ends of all time,picturing invasive ideas up against mountainsides ofintellect.
Ultimate times reach me when the music bellows louder
known.Beating sololy for myself, teaching circuits of mybrain new thoughts and ways of doing things.Electrifying synapses with many particular explodingfeelings, stretching out over many mountains ofelasticity, never slowing down.Being explicit in directions, achieving many discoveriesfrom within.
A beautiful smile, a look of wonder and discovery,
they may be.Totally adorable, loving, innocent and beautiful,my youngest granddaughter, Drea.
Strumming slowly downward, touching chords laid back in postures of relaxation.
Painted by the melodies being played quietly in able pivoting rehearsal through the night.Tired from the day, sitting back and strumming life away.
Lonely vigils stray beyond this mortal life,
Straight and narrow, stilted experiences of learning,bunching together in withering circles, find no vacantspaces to reside in.All of life’s promises are severely curtailed by meannessand atrocities of others filled with envious jealousy.Holding true to what others can never come close to,honesty fills the hearts of those who are lonely.
Standing at edges of destiny, waiting for fulfillment to come into
Realistically knowing it cannot be in our life time.Having perfect silence, causing deafness to walk before me, steppinglightly in the wake of dawn.Protecting innocence from ever launching itself into depths of hell –reaching out – forward – tumbling over top of self.Forever searching – being at every moment – a tiny bit of human sea.Always…