Roses blooming in thoughts of prose, giving me pleasure as
I watch them blossom, enriching this mind with plentiful
images.
...
Riding waves of life into depths of interior oceans,
swimming through abodes of sea life, seeing brilliant
colors and difficult entrances into some of the
tunneled caverns formed by lava and earthquakes from
...
Introverted all of life, yet an extrovert when it comes
to voicing what I think and feel through poetry.
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Energy being fulfilled and created in soul's
of many.
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Voices, angelic, sounding singing praises as
people are being prayed over.
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Desires running rampant, trying to locate places to be
set into, wanting bravely to be expressed in imprints
of sandy shores.
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Forever is a long time - I wouldn't want to do anything
for that long period.
Except maybe to write what lies within, even though,
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Silent watching from beyond, calling to this spirit,
filling it with joy and quiet waiting.
Expectant hope climbing like ivy towards heaven,
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Raining upon an earth of sorrow, overflowing with tears
of pain and injustice, swallowing particles of hope,
afraid to hold on in this temporary world.
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Quaint rainbows of a mind hung with lace,
stately magnificent.
Even though no one else may see through
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