The words dance through my mind ceaselessly, combinations forming sentences at the speed which I can write. No censorship, no stopping, just dancing words which warm my entire being, confronted by this ability to express.
SDM
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Thursday, January 24, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Writing... Righting?
Words given to make a poem; Expression, Spirited, Exquisite, triangular, Attitude, Sophisticated, Apprehension, Horizontal, Emotive, X ray, confined, red garbage pail.
Confined to the words of another creation,
I wonder, if later, they might find their way to the proverbial red garbage pail –
Caught in the attitudes of the Bermuda triangle, searching for the appropriate expression which captures the spirited struggle of an exotic mind – Mine? Mine! Mine?
Sophisticated? Or merely a radiation emission worthy of Spiderman himself – Perhaps an X – Ray into my soul – Exquisite, the way these words inspired by the ladies to my left reveal the lateral thoughts of a horizontal boy seeking to be a vertical man. Its odd really, the internal dialogue, the momentary apprehension of this boy – seeking, trying, writing, Righting?
SDM
Confined to the words of another creation,
I wonder, if later, they might find their way to the proverbial red garbage pail –
Caught in the attitudes of the Bermuda triangle, searching for the appropriate expression which captures the spirited struggle of an exotic mind – Mine? Mine! Mine?
Sophisticated? Or merely a radiation emission worthy of Spiderman himself – Perhaps an X – Ray into my soul – Exquisite, the way these words inspired by the ladies to my left reveal the lateral thoughts of a horizontal boy seeking to be a vertical man. Its odd really, the internal dialogue, the momentary apprehension of this boy – seeking, trying, writing, Righting?
SDM
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