Traipsing along river beds, watching water ripple and rush
by, knowing that life is doing the exact same thing.
Filled with elaborate and delicious meanings, being followed
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Grasping ideas growing and being nurtured by intellect
daily, forceps pulling out qualities of enticing pur-
poses by their roots.
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Racing up and down a piano keyboard in imagination,
soaring into rhythms of melodies, sanctioning their
blessings this side of heaven.
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Surreptitiously sneaking in backgrounds
of life, not wanting to be noticed.
Continuing to write poetry created in
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Dying within, screaming silently, no one hearing
these plaintive cries for help.
Subjected to sorrow and sadness in this fading life
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Throwing caution to the wind, letting it fill the sails
of a continuing journey into depths of nothingness.
Onward through steps of tomorrow into eternity further
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Purposes of life having been gone through daily,
tempting passion of an interior feeling into
climbing higher into desires of a lifetime.
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Sunshine shining it's love, keeping the warmth of it's
strength close, holding onto thoughtful ideas as I sit
writing.
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Yellowing memories tainted with age and mildew, hoping
for a reprieve from the past for even just a little
while.
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Lonesome morning, nothing to live or hope for, a
time, a moment that just is.
Waiting for something to materialize, hoping for
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