World of sunlight gentle clouds roll in the sky.. white, black, colors in between.. wind canyons howl
Oooh.. there goes Mrs. Grandmother on the way to the store.. just yeaterday.. and the day before.. she complained of how rudeness is ignored in escape.. Unfortunately it does return.. to those so insulted..
and cry.. Felt as young when things making sense were not clear.. did not know or let show.. sight of others,, life of fear..
Roll my heart mr. soul.. feeling set to dreams.. rainbows glow.. perfect show.. art seeking same may scream..
Time bring my fate to me.. pray for clear and true.. love foundation.. no frustration.. love wished well for you..
Messages in cyber sent.. person never seen.. never felt, understood.. smelled, heard.. seen in dream.. impersonal programming.. from another soul.. does not show.. it is not real.. until senses know..
Gentleness in mental mess.. give credit to time.. folks may do pooter to you.. inside things they climb.. angry frustrate masturbate is all useless stress is.. politico..priest or child.. lonely Mr. Ms.
Sample in example.. peace will bring you home.. solid good.. well understood.. places you may roam.. program does not know you.. or your special ‘wierd’.. there is no insult.. only work.. I swear it by my beard..
On Internet a set puts emotion here.. true to thought.. I see it as emotional brassieres.. different numbers.. ads wires.. less.. do not lend much clout.. please know as I know in love.. folks are reaching out..
Sun is peeking through the blinds.. feeling settles in.. write this poem.. from my place.. thoughts sent hope you win..
Hope each share is good for you.. run out from your soul.. I keep my passion personal.. keep love from control..
Turning away from madness.. back to my path.. seeking beauty.. Peace T.
©AC.18.4.12.arr././
