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I couild allow the night
to smother me
but what’ll I do
in the morning?
(you’ll see)
But I’ll keep the flower
within me
the flower
within me
Now and then it’s a struggle
to see, now now
Now I sometimes
just don’t know
then I’ll see a morning’s
sunrise so brilliant
and see
and away
all the pain
so I keep caring for
caring for the flower within me
It’s what I do but it may be wrong
whether rain or sunshine
it’s all nuturing
like all of life ~
So I keep the flower,
I keep the flowers
alive inside of me
all inside of me
:: 06-23-2018 ::
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Theoretical physics! Where the mind
meets itself in abstract
Lines of divergent thoughts:
The noodle of the universe!
EXPLOSION OF CREATIVITY
BOOM!
ASWHERE most humanity is far away
From the LIGHT
THE MIND’S shadow is dim
But not them: Einstein,
Bohr, Kaku, Hawking, and Guth!
Closer —
The shadow more defined!
A five-digit hand touching
the wall of the bone
of cave where all sight is
seen but not them.
THE EXPLORATION OF OUTER SPACE
through INNER SPACE!
And they appeal to the masses!
Zeal, entertainment, and
Breaking down the fundamentals
so we can all understand!
:: 01-04-2018 ::
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Hi Lola I’m Phillip and I read your profile and find you very
interesting. I like your sense of inner strength and also a
sharp conviction too. Formidable skill sets! I’m highly
educated too and will be starting my PhD early next year.
But, I’m not just a ‘nerd’ but also a poet and musician of
sorts. And painter. If interested, please SMASH THE ‘LIKE’
BUTTON AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS STATEMENT
oH, i wrote you a small poem while writing my quick message!
// AMAZING POETRY ! ! ! \\
THAT’S SA’ DAY
I remember when we met
was a day i fell off
the highest c l O U D!
So come with me
toward a memory
when we First Met
Well sweet dear
come with me
my soulmate to Mars
Where my Time stopped
and so did yours
A time so Wonderful ~
if you come to see
with me Love
An Ocean of Gold,
Blue and Jasmine
so i tell you:
“Oh, that’s sa’ day
and i love you!
Some day it’ll be ok
:: 11-29-2016 ::
///END TRANSMISSION\\
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[so, gather round where i
stand & listen:]
THAT now by autumn’s rumblin’
season; the world & Heaven’s
army is moving forward, to
war.
All within my closed eyes:
dream if i could — i would.
And now All is clear we’re
all insane under rows of
personae’s saber sharp-tooth’d
kiss and we, dear …are
bleeding beneath a lowering
curtain called, “The robe of
Ghosts.”
:: 11-06-2016 ::
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SOME possess talent
whilst others are
possessed by it.
One is a gift,
the other a potentially
fatal disease
of spirit and soul.
:: ~~ ::
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if i were to kiss a mozart
how would i know genuis
from such lips
if i were to hug a picasso
how would i feel art
from such an embrace
i should look into
such eyes and see a score
and a canvas of beautiful
color chasing daffodils
across the snowy inner land
of my own soul
and if i try to understand
what they wish to say
to me perhaps i should
never know how leaping notes
and flaming flowers of blazing
light met me on wet dewed
morning days when i was ragged
And maybe i understand since
i’m one too with reflecting eyes
weathered faces lined in pain
and so now i understand how
all of you gave the world
all your spirit to grow
so we all suffer for our own
insanity and who ever listens
— perhaps none ever will.
:: 07-30-2015 ::
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sun
is a kiss
and Soul
a wish
whose lips are fire)
lay before life
dreams so fragile
to the ground
and music:
poetry comes alive!
screaming tired winds of doves
so brightly against fearful life
when death comes
it is a friend!
:: 07-12-2015 ::
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