Flighted Thoughts and Journeys
Journeys of the mind… How broad the scope of thought, that dances like a gypsy in the night, around an
Read moreJourneys of the mind… How broad the scope of thought, that dances like a gypsy in the night, around an
Read moreConnection… Perhaps an inclusion, that would make my day, seen to be witty or intelligent, just a nod of acceptance,
Read moreSeek not the opinion of me, I cannot filter your truths, just hone them for your displeasure, and questions here
Read moreHold on, for not all is lost, just misplaced, and death is cold, an idle space, where regret tolls softly
Read moreJourney well into unknown lands, seek not the restitution of familiarity, but the invigoration of the new, no matter how
Read moreAs death stares back with ambivalence, we tremble in our mortal bones, unable to negotiate, refusing to let go, and
Read more‘Tis the subtle nuances that open hearts, intention’s sway and heartstrings pulled to see a certain way, and I feel
Read moreStars bind worlds and keep them in their fold, arcs of tender holding, creating place and distance in the cradle
Read moreDelicate the thoughts that capture us, siren calls that mesmerize, and lead a mind to imagination, possibilities not yet manifest,
Read moreA furrowed brow too heavy to be unburdened, and sweat the oozing of an incontinent pain, when a mind in
Read moreLight plays upon the water, dancing impassioned shimmering sight, and the blue infused so elegantly within its writhing, shards streaming
Read moreFalling is but freedom, a release from bounds, and as fleeting as it is, it is a glimpse, a moment,
Read moreHow gentle the sway of life, the eternal pulsing of energy that underlies all being, and in sentient moments
Read moreCycles in nature… The roses bloom in glorious array and then fade just as fast, their life stricken with brevity,
Read moreFollowed by the shadows of my dreams, lingering like specters, near, I feel the weight of past regret, fallow grounds
Read moreFearsome eyes, unrelenting, focused eyes, piercing through reality like a blade, every nuance saved in memory, every memory the spark
Read moreLavish, the day intrudes on time, its morning yield too magnificent to ignore, while splayed shards of gold so light,
Read moreIntended paths are not only written, often somewhat less of our choices driven, to exacerbate experience to the learning, that
Read moreBeyond a point, a life lived, sight settles on circumstance like a morning mist, diaphanous cool beauty afloat, and so
Read moreTime passes like a wagging tail, a supercilious grin, lording the spin of earth, and sun with puffed chest, proud
Read moreHow the clouds introduce day, brooding beasts or white in pristine play, give notions of expectant ways, for lives beneath
Read moreI sit within a maelstrom, a turbulent rush of panicked desperation, as others forge pathways of struggle and impediment, the
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