the master tapestry woven soft silk into my hair putting a bead on taking one off
23 is for telling of the others be… 22 is a good one to find 21 is in the counting, registered… 20 times if added right, will come… 19 penny loafers for sale
with hardness of heart great gnashing there will be lost in eternity if one came back they would see
the land stars blink and rise under the pale pink sky singing as they dance to the tune of each others hearts
you know the softness just before… it turns to darkness before the li… so, one doesn’t like purple but pi… as if the flower petal just fell f… you see the light at the end, you…
i think time stop or is standing s… so still that you can’t see the wh… as the sun kisses upon your sill maybe paw prints will design the f… once again this might be a hard pi…
yellow flashing white laying brown reaching gray creeping blue floating
the tender curls of the leaves bring the gardener to his knees to touch the softness, stroking it… it’s not time dear to go into hidi… stay and splay your beauty more
i tried sign language, the languag… they call it, the mating call, the… of the pelican to the penguin as t… and you see the light through the… and know that there is hope, waiti…
i don’t know where they come from i don’t know where they are going they have a mind of their own they speak about UN-understandabl… i sometimes search for them
as i went to leave a comment and say something like– gold isn’t gold with out the fire. and then i doubted as if questioning my own beliefs
As the last note is played and you consider the stalks that are being beaten down outside your window and ponder the image in the mirror
in the dream if you get killed you are dead– but are you really? in reality–
the day was thoughts and the ladder long waiting to fall was willing to harm connecting the dots
abstract paint i did again after many years gone by forgot the feeling of the strokes mixing of hews to blend much like poetry, never seeing
