Stringing together, words to fit harmonies of the
sixties.
Combining all notes and finding new ones to add
depth to the sounds.
Always appropriating the sensations of perception
settled on every corner of intellect.
Calculating the essence being used in every poem,
never able to get a total for it's purposes.
Passion having filled the absolute inside of
imagination.
Going forward, moving to the rhythms, filled with
a need to demonstrate each endeavor made possible.
(10: 06 p.m. - 11/29/13)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem