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Travelling West

 Setting Sun Drive, foot down,  thrum of the wheels on the asphalt  speedometer ticks over, arrow sits at 74 mph just deep orange and yellow fill the sky to the West calling the day to order to its end birds soar, murmurings in synchronicity trails of cloud pointing to a destination rainbows and arrows of destination and source

love and hate

Quote for my day   you will have plenty of opportunities to be angry in your life you have less chance to love people though , really love them so you wanna be careful about how many of those opportunities you squander                                                                                                                         from "the Affair"

Eyes caught

 Perhaps Perhaps that sideways glance, the just seen smile that quickened my soul was just a smile, and didn't mean a life promise perhaps Perhaps the truck of our fingers, unexpectedly, on the step of the glass was just an accident, no need to blush, or look around to see if it was noticed perhaps Perhaps catching your eyes, and the glow I saw in them was just the candle light reflecting innocently perhaps Perhaps my heart beat speeding up when seeing you was just an oddity of the physical perhaps none of that is consequential, means anything perhaps 

Searching for a soul

 Self aware silent, scintillating sunlight slips sensually,  sighs smiling satisfaction stolid sensible suddenly searching somewhere seeking silence  still summer  sails slipping south slowly  spiritual soulful serious staring sleep slipping surrounded 
 scream the scream shatters the quiet every minute, every hour, day, week, month, year 'get out' it points in my face red faced, tears run down, arms wrapped around the scream continues, grows fuck off go away noooooooooo im nothing

growing

growth scattered light, pin pricks in the sky, reflections off raindrops, mirror balls of the trees refreshing and  then life returns what was dead, dry,  is now green growing out of its slumber towards the light  scattering

Annual lift

 September Sapphire month,  something true making life sing surfing to shore Confusion, pain keeps my soul active flatlining , dull, dreary shimmering blue, slowly floating waves, rainbows, drifting mist enwrapped in warmth