Collecting all harmony in a tank of gas
I do not intend to toss my peace of mind…far or fast
And, when stage struck by the crackled pavement,
there can be moments of…
being off task.
Bound by no determination, I am the wind.
I am the specks of soiled earth…bouncing about shaded glass.
A feeling that is unplanned and never lasts.
He is, after all, ‘a restless spirit on an endless flight.’
The noblest of companions.
With a side of heroic proportions.
While laying thick…in the purest delights.
Unaware to anything, I secretly watch my sidekick…
As he sets forth to ride shotgun.
No high-priced gadgets.
No over stuff toys for fun.
Gratification, always raw.
Peace of mind, forever new.
My four-legged child’s first day at school.
There is peace on my mind. But in a fit of sanity, I placed it down deep where no one goes.
I had been waiting for the sun to come out and, ‘Hi.’
However, like a cat in the night searching for non-existent light.
Sometimes, satisfaction is a message I cannot always find.
With a fluent tie-dye sky set into minutes of changing moods; A revelation, of sorts. Mystically, set in writing, to grammar school, red…
“I can be in over my head. But, contentment…Will always be…A pet that needs to be watered and fed!”