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Flow (in Words and Insolent Thoughts)
My Life and Time.....
in and out of rhyme
the melody, the rhythm
they are but
wafts of smoke
through thin air-off into space
my mind and soul
some days, it's ebb and flow is so clear to me
thoughts that seem to be just where they ought to be
the somewhat clandestine, intellectual
Id of me....that doesn't seem to stay
for very long-like a languished song
out of key
and I turn to look for you but
you can not see or find me
truth.....”there is no true beauty
in your aberration”
and I'm all alone again......naturally
My words bite,
sometimes seduce
on the edge of brilliance and the insane
fiery darts
and the slings of arrows......loosed
to simply reveal.........me
what shall I become?
What do you truly see?
Am I even worth it?
the words flow.......
…...not so peacefully.
the images that grip
the pores of this fine, linen canvas
the haute couture of fine art......
.....the tortured heart and soul of
me
Published 6th Jul 2020
Author's Note
Sometimes, I dream a dream that becomes a haunted illusion. Oh, woe is me 😥
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6th Jul 2020 4:40am
some days, it's ebb and flow is so clear to me
thoughts that seem to be just where they ought to be
the somewhat clandestine, intellectual
Id of me....that doesn't seem to stay
for very long-like a languished song
Nice allusion to the writers dilemma.
thoughts that seem to be just where they ought to be
the somewhat clandestine, intellectual
Id of me....that doesn't seem to stay
for very long-like a languished song
Nice allusion to the writers dilemma.
6th Jul 2020 5:05am
6th Jul 2020 5:25pm
Deep piece very well written!👏🙌 Your words resonate very much here
This one verse really blew me away
"some days, it's ebb and flow is so clear to me
thoughts that seem to be just where they ought to be
the somewhat clandestine, intellectual
Id of me....that doesn't seem to stay
for very long-like a languished song"
Really great stuff! Excellent penning
This one verse really blew me away
"some days, it's ebb and flow is so clear to me
thoughts that seem to be just where they ought to be
the somewhat clandestine, intellectual
Id of me....that doesn't seem to stay
for very long-like a languished song"
Really great stuff! Excellent penning
