Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Brain Squinting "Description"



When you are describing,
A shape, or sound, or tint;
Don't state the matter plainly,
But put it in a hint;
And learn to look at all things
With a sort of mental squint.
~Lewis Carroll
Brief flight
Feathers fly to caress you 
As you float upon the seas
Of the breath of life and nature,
You can taste its gentle breeze,
It fills you with serenity
And you cease to see the end
Of your flight running, racing out of wind,
Your palms stretch out like wings 
Collecting silken feathers in your hands,
And time stands still for you my friend,
You know not when the end will come
But it's rushing fast to greet you
And you know cannot cease its run
So raise your head for one last glimpse of sun.

So I'll be thinking in abstract rhyme for the rest of the night. That's what I get for writing poetry right before I got to bed. Surely I'm not the only one who watches so many British shows that you realize the voice (or voices) in your head is talking in a British accent. Am I the only one who does this? More confirmation of my already confirmed insanity I guess
PS: I seem to be having problems with font/highlighting bugs. I don't know how to fix them so they just get to be an eyesore whenever they pop up. If you have any imput on the subject please let me know!
TTFN! That's tata for now!

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