Dear dream weaver I hope you free me Like how you freed yourself That’s my only wish My dying desire To live the way you live
E NLP
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Just a guy. Who is your favorite artist?
Haiku: A flock of seagulls Birds of the same old feather Fly through the weather
We’re just angel dust Caught in the rust Of what it means to be human It doesn’t need much explain When your soul is complainin, That your spirit is not bloomin Take a look in Evaluate Before the screen turns black, And it’s ‘la fin’
Caught up in the inner rainbow, The rest don’t know, Nature too has its secrets And its own regrets Vines searching for their other halves For the things they have knot To complete their heart Without their other half
She had no superior No reason to feel inferior Underneath vanilla sky, I cast a showdow Bathed in my inner glow I let the rhythm flow Letting her ever know: I hope you enjoyed the show It was never a game For you to tame What has no name
Are you still glad I came, and opened that door, So we could both soar Into then unknown Under the blue sky We sat wondering why We came in the first place To this time, This space. Is it just part of the rat race To earn our name and Grace Before we get erased From this life’s chase
“Thank you for bursting the bubble, The rest chickened out and left It was too much trouble” I decided to stay, But in my own way, I’ll be back one day But for now, you have the blue sky Dont make any promises, Don’t cry, Don’t wonder why When this is just the beginning Of your happy ending
Can you even enjoy the show? Knowing what you know We can’t get in a surprise After sunset, before sun rise A word to the wise Would be a permanent memento And a penny for your thoughts Would let it go
Your mother arranged the marriage Another bachelor bit the dust Taken away by horse and carriage She knew it was sink or swim Glasses clanked, spoons tapping the rim Neither of us had a real choice But that’s an indigo secret. It was always going to be a coin toss Our opinions had no real voice
Haiku: Morning breakfast view Wish these flowers were real No zest in what’s fake
Haiku: self repair, full swing views of desert tapestry lost in the quick sand
Haiku: Contort the verse well. What do the rhyming words tell? What do the words spell?
“Sadness gives poetry depth, anger gives it force and joy gives it light.” - A clever friend.
Haiku: Thank you for the dance. Thank you for holding my hand. Thanks for the tickle.
Sometimes you plot a course, Sometimes the course plots you. Pick a spot, Sit down and plot, Your next great escapade, Your next great life escape, Your next best adventure :)
While they stared At their phone, Enthralled. I wrote and shared Through my phone: Elucidated.
Haiku: Think of a shape: square. Then come square dancing with me. Think past the circle.
Is there anything in life left to be ashamed of? Everything is out in the open, online for all to see. What do I care of the people that peak in on me: With nothing to hide, With everything on my side, Eyes, heart, mind, open wide, What do I care of criticism‘s tide?
Haiku: Long draw, cards are stacked , How will you react to that, Cards on the table
Some where, Out there, There is one Which understands. Another dove From above Just in love, With the stars, The world, And the words, Needed to paint, A better picture.
You’re like me, Homie, Soul of an artist. Never rest, On your garden. Keep planting seeds, Take care of the weeds, Plan for financial needs, Keep singin, Dancin, Photographin, And keep it real, While at the reel, Of what it takes, To be free, And just be!
I hope you don’t feel used, Happenstancial, abused. Don’t ever feel worthless, Or that it’s hopeless. I had to prove a point, Perhaps three, Of what whould happen, With ants, Scratching at the knee. Behind the Icey wall, A sex show, Challenged me, And thee.
When I posted about liquidity, U knew for certain I was a certain kind of man With a special ability, That could peak behind the curtain. Your shower of thought Is what I caught, After U had bought, Everything you fought, Fighting against spiritual rot. Not for nothing, Keep noting, Your thought.
Haiku: Scratching at the knees, What did they all need to know ? Strip tease, no more notes…
“Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist.” -PP
