Exercising forthrightness and honesty everywhere, life continues it’s solo journey without qualms.
Secreting sadness in moments of thought as daydreams awaken images of years before.
Everything incorporated into one soul as whirling dervishes suddenly exit the room, leaving a melancholy feeling and past good times to think about again on evenings of loneliness.
Searching endlessly does no good.Hoping beyond what I can hope, being left out in a vast desert landscape with no way to return to normal ordinary things.Intensely missing myself, I go deeper inside, hoping to become catatonic, except through my writing.
Fleeting moments continue to expand as they hurry pastus, not able to stop or pause to take a breath.Turntables of life continue to spin and rotate with orwithout our permission on any given day.Leaving us at liberty’s discretion whenever we thinkabout our future’s – past or present.
There’s no explanation, no rhyme or reason – just peoplewho feel they have power to control and ruin others.Splashed with prejudice, allowed to live in houses withnot much more than the amenities of a cave.Poor people in Phoenix have been taken, turned out,stomped upon and left to die outside of spaciousbuildings and skyscrapers of downtown…
Calling to mind, visual appearances of picturesque visions, filled with talent and insipid inspiration on fields of beautiful artistry.
Starting over, beginning new reflections to mirror abhorrent pastimes now being washed away forever.Nothing able to mar their new freedom in gigantic pools of illumination.A whole new ocean of thoughts flowing and ebbing in tidal waves of poetical versions,heading this way in duly noted antipathy and beauty
