Sounds of my Mind

"Our minds tumble through a world large; astray aspirations bed themselves, within the wandering winds of time..."

I am trying to position this beautiful fire

concealing my aspirations on diamond beaded grounds

where halcyon moments seem to grace your shadowy synopsis



Walking within... the security of your lukewarm arms

taking back in time- swimming in warming tubs, and old time images

on a mount, near eternal streams and far away embraces



Hauled in camouflaged thoughts

trying my best to realize why this is all happening

To be affiliated by game pieces drifting aimlessly, in sea breeze skies... the horizon of my arc rocking my mind



“I am doing my best...”

“I am curling my thoughts around my mind...”

so, that one day-

You may understand

“Why my dreams curled around me...”



Once I rose...

above.... beneath clouds of confusion

his voice demanding

Carry foretold paragraphs

weary eyes, weary soul

superb skies, whist full

seasons claiming the intellects of phenomenon

emotion afoot through ships of empty oceans

Can you see these fingerprints

the celestial assemblages joined at the bottoms

frustrated in distinct, airbrushed feathers

beaks triumph to the arctic, icy vocalist



I need someone to show me

that this wealth performs silently

amongst the beasts of burden

the ambushed knobs of yesteryear



Show me how to witness this love

this emancipated growth, its birth consumed by word

by emotions cousin, its father, the womb of eternity

its own abyss woven inside of heavens



For no one ignores the belief of a white sheep

these chromatic fold the fields of today, to ooze

between peacock blue tears, and prohibited fears



Sounds of the important father sea

taking me undirected, a flock set to seagoing

over trenchant oily poetry, genre and graphic psyche

closing my eyes to the glittery stars

silhouettes forming in the pitched sky

as I drift to sleep



(c) by Karen D.

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the haunting feel of thoughts and memories. The story took me to many places and thoughts. I like the deep feel of the memories and desires in this poem. The poem is powerful and beautiful. I had to read a second time for pleasure. A excellent poem.
Coyote