Originally posted on iiThinks:
Oranges and reds rustle out my window As dawn reaches in and warms my skin I lie in the sun, like leaves on the ground Bathing in the light, worries wash away Joy comes in the form of chattering geese Carrying me from summer with their song Breathing in the beauty…
My dreams are always from my perspective, I am always me, and they are as real as my waking life. Most of the time the dream is light; I will have a conversation or do something that will solve a real life problem I have been having. Those dreams are always handy. If my life…
As the sun rose Within a fiery haze It didn’t see me And all the birds Sat blind in trees As chattering teeth Fell from pregnant Emotional clouds Of contamination Onto black mossy Scalps and limbs Floating Mindless Careless On stagnant ponds My talks With the moon Made it flake With rust And those Torrential…
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