Trailing all ideas, watching them develop into photographic memories, becoming particles of my being as I enfold them into picturesque landscapes for an eternity.
Lifetimes can never persist in keeping quiet about decisions in circumstances that turns another page in my history.
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Tantalizing melodies flirting with my mind, surrounding it with
Tiptoeing whispers sneaking throughout imagination, creatingchaotic prayerful waking.Purposefully stepping out of tune, walking steadily, hurryingfaster and faster to catch up with many ideas spinning beforemy mind.Clamoring for a voice, a rehearsal in words, taking off andlanding, filling creativeness with new memories.Life-long listings being tapered down to nothing, finding nomore to say to company.Wailing mournfully, repeating…
Semi-circles rotate around me, taking away fears and doubts, giving freedom so wanted.
Wishing to keep going, holding onto every bit into depths of imagination, fulfilling destiny through my purpose on earth while I’m still here to delve purposely into every avenue of beauty.
Stamping out melodies,
in musical inflections,hoping to keep moving intospheres of brilliant motion.Always being motivated andmoving into other dimensions,ready to delve into new endeavors.Being acclimated in all sorts ofexchanges, willing to try anythingonce at least.Motivation hiding in my intellect,never leaking or seeping out of me.
Wanting to investigate all options coming to mind, writing down everything I can think of.
Awaiting the beats of each measure so I can continue writing to my heart’s content.Serenity filling me with elation and helping me cope with what’s in store for me.
Waking from dreams, reveling in their insight, being cautious on interpretations without.
Cautiously watching as images weave in and out, taking their time to leave profound messages in hallways of life.Soothing music prolonging episodes of literature as it continues to flow, cascading down waterfalls of thought, never catching onto anything jagged or sharp.Smoothly creating poetry because it’s fun to do and I love it.
Gently I soothe integrated images with visions of yesterday.
Holding onto meanings, writing them legibly into books of thoughtful poetry.