As the chilled breeze wisps across my covered face I think about the life I've led and wonder I wonder if somewhere along the path I wronged anyone Anyone that crossed that path Anyone that bid me hello or goodbye Anyone that could have or should have made a difference
Not at all sure why this particular moment and this particular wispy wind has brought such thoughts to my senses All I know is that thinking so deeply gives birth to the heightened awareness of my faults and weaknesses What to do What to do
Brian Hill - 2019 # 244
Let your deep thinking begin... What will you find?
Sequential flows of soft fluid yellow Fill my hours of mind, restful mellow Blank verse of limpid conversation Fall silently into meditation Electric nerves warm to a heated sun And spark up against the pulsing electron Sophoric I live in a world of blue shaded glow It fills my mind and calms my soul For I am to be lost in the yellow. See me leave, Here I go.
Here I go I will give you everything that I am Here I stand Hoping I would be enough to Give you warmth My heart in my hand You accepted what I had to give but My body felt the cold front move in I knew because I felt it before As if my heart had dropped on the floor Here I am Chilled to the bone My chest is empty I never knew you could be so cold Your last kiss left me froze I wasn't the one that you chose but There you go You took my heart w you because You knew it was made of pure gold M.D