1.) As empty as drunk’s whiskey bottle.
2.) As weak as a hit from a newborn.
3.) Gathered together like they were getting on a free money line.
4.) As rough as hardcore Hip Hop and Heavy Metal being played in the middle of a war.
5.) Trembling like the legs on a newborn Doe.
6.) Praying like a man who is stranded and starving in the Alaskan Mountains.
7.) Bouncing like an addict who nearly overdosed.
8.) Smiling like a Bride on her Honeymoon.
9.) Heart of Eagle when protecting her nest.
10.) Mountains of money, is need to restore the economy of Greece.
11.) The ocean is like old soul music: dark and blue.
12.) The moon is nocturnal.
13.) This house of confusion will not last.
14.) My love is like the stars- you know its there.
15.) Writing is the creator and eraser.
Nature and Time in the Mind
Feeling trap, traveling for days that turn into the month – hoping it soon finds me or I soon fit it. My spirit is becoming as empty as drunk’s whiskey bottle. The nights enable time to think and rethink. Is anyone body out there? I am I alone? Can you hear me and can you feel me? This house of confusion will not last. Uplifted by migrating memories journeying through my consciousness. I do accept my past and embrace my future. Imagine: a mother and father playing with their child on sunny summer day – all of them smiling like a bride or her honeymoon.
