blessings // buttons y'all ~ here is where you can push the buttons of meaning and poetic interpretations of angel & angle windows of insight. peek around, there's a lot to see. (you may discover a key) For me? To sew is bestow! (buttons are like seeds) my aim is to frame THAT name : my sight is to ignite and thus write N2 PARADISE CLARITY. (for what is understanding if not for the s3arch & struggle to get there?)

OBLIGATORY MEANS

i must do this. otherwise; i will be inevitably made, amiss – if not for (obligatory means!)
even with a hole in my jeans (by obligatory dreams)
when a slip is revealed in the seams : yet and still by obligatory ends) when my shadow is betrayed at cast away lens… the light found in a warped time capsule, commitment becomes a forgotten shape pretending as the actual.
a programmed measure, digitally graphed to extend treasure is by no means obligatory!
herein this is my story : which is spoken in the revealed glory!
radiance never more hiding,
floatation, strutting, and gliding
i’m not planted on the ground or found in the chair
instead i can be found in the invisible humid air
a trail is found on sweating skin
water droplets sprinting to what’s about to come and what has already been!
YOUR NAME, I CALL AGAIN …BUT WHEN I WRITE IT DOWN…IT ESCAPES ME N2 A PASSIONATE SURRENDER. ONE THAT I ENCLOSE N2 & UN-2 YOU. DELICATE CHARMS ARE NO LONGER REASONABLE, THOUGH OBTAINED VIA SEASONABLE TRINKETS & STARS. THOUGH, ARRIVING VERY FAR – MY DAY DREAMS MEANT – I COULD REACH THEM FASTER. IMAGINE AS I DO. WISHING TO GET CLOSE TO YOU. AS TO TOUCH. TO FEEL. TO MAKE REAL. MORE THAN A WHISPERED MENTION. MORE THAN AN APPLAUDED REFRAIN. POPPING THE POETIC CHAMPAGNE, THE SPIRIT ABIDING IS TRACKED ON THE TRAIN!
(IN STORY FOLDED DREAMS) when i close my eyes chapters reveal themselves in silent formation. without hesitation i become the warning of the morning.
my WILL bows, down to the reaction of prostrated tendencies.
transgressions and promised penalties, is the guaranteed outcome of the forsaken beating tom tom drum!
if the memory could remind me of the soulful Mozart symphony – wouldn’t the shoulders of nature prove themselves willowy? being strongly rooted is the effect of muscle stretching in repeat! while in immense study – a war of peace must have a piece of what’s bloody. sure, the waters are muddy and the winds are unpredictably blowing. trees already knowing – their leaves wet by the summer shower. this is natures secret photosynthetic power.
by obligatory means: this is also the 7th of July, recognition to live in full supply (even without the greens) to say good-Bye!

Must2ard:greens…

One response to “OBLIGATORY MEANS”

  1. POETRY for the SOUL & PROSE for the MIND but then again, the heart struggles to find the difference! I love this piece, so many spaces to revisit.

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