(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Exercising Brain Waves

Rocking to the beat of inner satisfaction,
moving forward into the line of fire,
heralding a new era in expansive auras of the brain.
Enlivening every iota of beauty seen and written,
devoting heart-felt desires with extraordinary thought.

Exercising brain waves with rhythmic beats set in motion.
Trying to always figure out what faction is disturbing
peaceful recognition and placing mysterious imaginings
into places of unknown existence.

Allowing for existential periods of life to come into
their own with little or no importance or relevance with
trepidation and moving on instead of being frozen.

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Maya Angelou

Caged Bird

Comments (2)

and I find myself upon the whiteness of this page - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - trekking across its vastness- - - - -an wonderful trekking indeed, your so called clumsy foot prints- really enjoyable read.- - - 10
Being a friend of Ruthie I can really appreciate this poem for her. You have some wonderful images here and I love 'your smile, as you tuck your hair behind your ear' and the way you treck across the snow with clumsy footprints' is so original. Now I can see why Ruthie sings your praises. 10 love Karin