Shall I go on a mission, take a stroll on a hunt
Whatever I might fancy, rub a dub in the mud
Color pretty cover, just the facts, must and was
Roller coaster's ready, rush of dust, day of cause
Sweet day, rainbow scented, sunlight's embrace
Seconds, moments, hours, got the part, acting age
Mission, allow in, understatement, chase the wind
Twisting, turning reed, seeks relief, from dead end
Main street avenue painting, sound imagines you and me
Pure and natural, overall organic practical, eyes that read
A lovely word says dawning, it's early morning, in tea cup
As beautiful as dreaming, sun paints the sky, as clouds fuss
Aye, aye missive mission, dreams running, kite filled sky
Virtual minds holding hands, a Beatle's song, key too high
Just move over a bit, pages of ink, rough edges and brink
Take a seat, watch and smile as curvature of road blinks
Every age has difficulties, a scorecard, plus or minus
Neutrality in center space, hopes, wishfull daily kindness


Comments: 43
I liked the image of a kite filled sky as it reminded me of one of my favorite beaches in Oregon where there are usually many kites flying. And that reminded me of lovely summer days without any snow.
When you comment first appeared, I wondered what on earth you were talking about!
But, thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
This is a song ,isn't it?
I could hear a nice folksy melody...
Almost makes me feel like a teacher saying this because their were all types of learning and personality disorder objectives I had to write out each semester. I had no choice but to be sincere while wearing a necktie.
"Take a seat, watch and smile as curvature of road blinks
Every age has difficulties, a scorecard, plus or minus
Neutrality in center space..."
This is a good one, William! I love the pace.
Oh no! I'm in the deep end of the pool, but I'm a good swimmer.
Twisting, turning reed, seeks relief, from dead end
Main street avenue painting, sound imagines you and me
Pure and natural, overall organic practical, eyes that read
A lovely word says dawning, it's early morning, in tea cup
As beautiful as dreaming, sun paints the sky,
Breathless and beautiful.
Thanks for posting in Journey Into Poetry !