Around The Merry Go Round
Around The Merry Go Round …
Progressing from stalemate provided
when person becomes finally alive
beyond freedom’s passion expressed
birthing born provides one sweet little hive
Within that existence so loved and forlorn
when hands reach out to barely touch
instances forge themselves into passions
so beyond a mountain of haze so much
With art foretold in passing ages past
blank canvasses prepare themselves outright
crystal colors brought by hands aloof
provide portions of spiritual grooves so tight
Around the merry go round flowing with ease
entering phases become all askew
whisking participants beyond their start
perpetrating some havens all anew
Hands come to hands to touch and caress
involvement of hearts on the sly
portending to reach from way farther in
yet attending one great yielding sky
Within where solid passion becomes itself
birthing born of when art hit its high
intending of swirling winds thrown around
to attach deep within of eyes when they cry
Authored intelligence smote with one sword
often takes off in every newly brought path
as even that spirit which knows all it knows
can be disrupted from its flight by even told wrath
Children of fate where purveyors began
create craving nuance inside of themselves
throwing each one inside of some passion
allowing(ly)relied on heaven or hell
3.26.18
So, here I am. Relate to me, please!
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Most expressive poetry. Sometimes life goes by so fast it seems as though we are on a merry-go-round.
Thank you very much, Rasma, for your kind visit and comment. Most appreciated!
Phases of life do seem like being on a merry go round at times. Very nicely penned verse, Donald, with very expressive phrasing. Well done.
Thank you very much, Phyllis, for your empathy here. I am glad this found favor with you. Your kindness is very much appreciated!