voice of an angel an angel took flight today with luminous wings he(she) needed no map for his(her) journey the flight was on time no delays as he(she) felt that last breath escape freedom became real a journey
BG zap zap lays you out on your back aches ……..pains ……………congestion a want for sleep but breathing is a struggle a want for rest but a pounding head keeps one awake zap what happened
BG that last tear that last tear that lingered longer that didn’t drop that dried upon the cheek leaving a speck of salt that shall not be brush away this salt smudge is the remainder the reminder of the last tear
BG a blizzard a blizzard of thoughts running a range from rage to riantly living realizing self-reliance is not a curse it’s a course you find while shoveling through the drifts mostly manmade
BG watch it slide slush mush the stuff that’s too hard to plow through piled high on your desktop heaped or stacked on the floor too much too heavy back breaking at best do not lift
splash splash bathe your mind in unfocused fusion letting thoughts drop by drop flow down the drain curbing contemplations realizing there is common ground between
