Captive Surprise

Music plays me
With fluctuating
Emotions,
Leaving me
To feel
Who I am,
So real,
Alone,
But not
Without you.
I doubt I am
Strong enough
To make it
Through
All I need
To accomplish,
But I shall try
Because my
Heart beats
Your rhythm
Forever,
Always.
I gave up
Knowing who,
What I am –
Only you
Can
Define me.
As I am
Refined,
Your love
Carries away
Those things
Not building
A better me.
Somehow all
The time
It is more of
You
I find.

Lisp

Jottings

Things are so much more
Complicated than at first it
Seems because we are
Human Beings with many
Things around, in, us swirling.
Hidden from ourselves
The reasons for which we act
Greater than our lives
The purpose for which we are
Placed to survive, come alive.
Changes often come
Without notice or warning,
We become other
Than our past and lively dreams
Indicate we are,
Still, we call the shadows to
Task, saying, “Life in LOVE lasts!”

Open Means

Fossil shelved on a wall,
Chalk in a blackboard tray,
Words erased away
Silent, unspoken things,
Feelings never portrayed in
Hope of improved days.
Kept knowledge, injuries
May cause, then transcend,
Mend, as a particle
Lodged in oyster flesh
Will with time, aggravation
Transform to become
A beautiful, costly gem.
Seeds planted in soil
Will, having attentive care
Grow into sustaining
Fruits and vegetables
Which feed bodies,
The shelters of souls
Exhibiting various roles.
Water cascading from
Falls of monumental height
With force, tremendous roar;
Hearts dare to share all
Offering love often unrequited.
Flesh only, reflecting God
Who gifted creativity, with breath,
Enough to build ethereal bridges
Covered to secure hope from
Damage as we evolve toward
Extensive Love and Freedom.

theory

The story is not
Well-defined,
It remains out
Of space and real-time,
Set where we uneasy
May see things
Lent extraordinary.
Grappling with words
Unspoken
Rendered unclear, unsound,
Within open ears
Taking passive captive days
Created as a falling haze.
No magic, some say
But easy patter has ways
Folding thought snug away
To dive deeply into spume
Of non-local intelligence.
All caught within webs
Spun throughout – interwoven
Moments – imaginary,
Filling atmospheres with songs
Unsung, meditated on.
No other species – living –
Approaches linguistic feats
Performed by those who
Little more than crawling
Master,
The universe anxious waits
One and all abide
Connected with unseen
Meaning, the only invisible string
A theory of language, mind,
Everything, matters
Makes the telling clean.
LOVE in its rightful place
Speaking truth is well known
Gifting everyone dreams
Become real –
Celebrate?

Prompt: Read several things and run them through your mind’s processes, then create something.

Gratitude:
Getting laundry done.
Swelling is better in my jaw.
Organizing mail.
Writing.
Reading.

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