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Anderson M Jul 2017
The sun lightly caresses my face
And my eyelids flutter in glowing
Appreciation and admiration, heart stirs
Dreamily awake, reluctant to resume its
Exceedingly vital task, funny how it slackens
Sometimes when its primary task is a matter
Of life and death, literally.
My fingers make fleeting acquaintance with my
Temples, a quick rubbing to ease blood flow
To stave off a nagging headache.
Soon, every part of me is more
Accommodative of the notion of waking up
And by extension the happenings
Of the remainder of the day.
if the sun stay hid
wonder if I'd have it in me
to perform any deed
other than sleep.
Anderson M Jun 2017
The last piece’s affixed
A Millisecond before one’s
Last breath.
or does it "entirely" remain unfinished?who knows really?
Anderson M Jun 2017
Edifices of a peculiar grandeur
These I build in the air
During moments when I’m
In absolute quietude.
Breathing slowly
So my lungs can fully savor
The tastefulness of each air molecule.
Then puff! they’re gone
Vapory mists in a torrid atmosphere.
#daydreams #fanciful ideas...colorful butterflies skittering past the mind's eye.
Anderson M Jun 2017
I live for phrases
That rid my lungs
Of air.
And flood my being with meaning.
Anderson M Jun 2017
I like to stare listlessly
At the night sky for long
Durations of time, as if my
Gaze will compel the stars
To align to breathtaking ends.
Alas, they stay put,budge they
Don’t, a sneer streaks my
Face as my pride’s hurt.
And a tear droplet materializes
On the corner of my eye.
Maybe the moon prefers her
Star friends to remain as they’re.
Dazed,amazed,but the night's sky's unfazed
Anderson M Jun 2017
Kindness is niceness perched
On the pedestal of goodness.
An ever burbling fountain of
Warmth, feeling and empathy
A white thorn less rose of purity
And good intention, rarer than
Hen’s teeth and it does scythe
Through the ice of insensitivity
With a precision that’s unmatched.
it's essential to mind being kind
Anderson M Jun 2017
In each of her eyes
Is a lone star
All around abound
In vastness are oceans
Hauntingly blue, I bet
On my life there are sharks too
Swimming in them waters.
Take a peek at your own risk
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