Recognizing rhythms in everyday attitudes, playing them
quietly, gently in tune with my writing.
Creating fastidious moments to enjoy throughout a lifetime
of poverty.
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Blue gray skies lifting my spirits with anticipation
of a winter rain.
Cold, damp, beautiful in it's own right.
Clouds slowly raking themselves across the intensity
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Looking beyond people on the edge of their lives,
not seeing their emptiness, hopelessness, despair
in times of need.
Thinking only about their own lives and what they
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Calmly clapping synapses,
awakening them to thoughts
about to arrive.
Filling their day with
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Glancing in my mind, locating peaceful scenery of nature,
arranged the way I creatively made it.
Perfectly aligned in gardens of ideal thoughts and memories.
Picking images that are just right and describing them with-
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Shadows fall gently
across the floor,
adhering to it's
surface until light
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Gentlemen, aging slowly as they play pool together,
laughing, joking, displaying their prowess to one
another.
Focusing on hitting balls into pockets of glory,
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A pocket of time opens up, consuming me in it's
energetic whims.
Basically haunting me with undisclosed adjectives
as yet.
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Sadness rings out, touching minds of caring,
feeling grief it brings interiorly.
Hinging on memories of the heart, natural
acquiescence of adaptability finds it's
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