An expression is a wondrous thing and comes from all manner of stimuli. With writing poetry, each day furnishes a record of our thoughts, our woes, worries and expectations as well as our hopes. Each piece is a watermark of intentions and feelings woven so seamlessly into words that share our thoughts and considerations. Hope you enjoyed these offerings…
Like an ocean swell
the wheat compels a mind to wonder,
such elegant waves of xanthous considerations
wafting across an earthen lot,
where life incumbent gleams
and reflective skies cannot but smile
for the dreams in life evoked,
the flowing of silken words spoken.
Set adrift in a languid mind,
thoughts pensive in stillness climb
the mountains of curious summits,
where perspective bares similes
of beauteous astonishment,
links to a life of repetitive dreaming,
scheming of an omniscient mind, whose smile
radiates as suns in endless time.
Eyes Closed, Elated
Indica waves crested in teal motion
wash over this vanquished flesh,
and thoughts bereft waft like blue-coiled smoke
diffusing languidly in the rising air,
evoking a cloud of certainty,
a dull explosion of angst disintegrating,
like flight-ed embers now moot.
Drifting, weightlessly sifting
through day’s armoury, half-breath sighs
and calamity, engraved in mind and flesh
leave low watermarks,
the scum of fragmented theft and deceit,
gleaming surfaces are ridden with bacteria,
flapping spittle mouths of oppression.
Now those half-baked memories to be deleted,
conceited streaks upon my window glass,
and those waves flow calmly
erasing past as clouded dreams lost before waking,
dismissed before sating,
to alleviate the pain of trusting
the what-do-seem authority.
Eyes closed, elated.
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