Death begets new life
Memories are the legs of existence
Existence is world of attitude
Attitude is the world I live in
I strive for the smiles
Things enter my memories
Things become piles
Piles become plethora
Time to clean house
Time to purge
Dump
Physical memories
Death begets new life
I watch them scatter away as I tip the barrel over
To rejoin earth
Mingles with other worlds
Other memories of existences
My mind
I know no other
My memories
My existence
I now breathe in abstract memories
Untouchable
Safe
Breathe
Air
Life
Partner
Likeness
Share
Gentle
Kindness stir in the swirl of
Existence
Memories
Dry
Wet moisture
Old, known dry arid earth to
New sand and bog I tread
Sounds of river and waterfall traffic
Transformed to the breaths of the ocean
Open arms to embrace the unknown
Dance to the music of change
Breathe life, memories, existence, attitude
Attitude is the world I live in
Smile.
Wonderful boost to my attitude just reading this! Open arms embracing the unknown ... and hands writing poetry again!!! Wonderful - worth repeating. While we cannot necessarily control what happens to us, we do have some influence on our attitudes. And you are setting quite an example for the rest of us ... inspiration for the rest of us. Bravo for courage you show, and those smiles. (Eager for more poems ...)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jazz! I love your poetry, so your opinion means a lot to me!
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