TUNING TIME Songs nudging, silk torn memory’s stacked, slanting scratched venial plinths way up in my minds eye Sparking joy in recall incidents lost in tunes for dirty faced boys and you, Tom-girls flipside in rhythm me and you Diving deep into water dyed cobwebs shining rays through patterned T-shirts moody meadows, lazy shimmering days of purple haze Sundays, fathers sing Sinatra mothers boots walk all over you, in Nancy ’s kitchen Wildflowers, bloom once more swaying tunes, of summer... Sign in to see full entry.
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Ladroar just loves a minute by minute take on life, it's ups and downs and round and rounds. Finding myself honest and caring, then in the next moment. Daring the change, my mind begins its games and I must pick up pen or brush, or I might loose my fleeting expression. My brain's rush of thoughts; with my heart I judge each colourful image, that is brought to my attention by my old friend Imagination. I hope you enjoy the work we intend sharing with you all, good luck ! Michael
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