Posted by Thinking on a frontier beyond light years,
gazing into the sky.
Wondering playful thoughts,
whispering who am I?
Questioning – thought-provoking moments of endearment,
and all of a sudden your life story motivates me to create,
and I use these words to escape.
I run away without moving my legs,
but my pen seems to run out of ink.
My stories unfold – revealing dreams that come true,
dreams with me and you and us.
There is laughter light-hearted passionate lust.
No moments of sadness, that’s tyrannical and unjust.
Leave that for the heathen.
Thinking of the moments beyond poetry,
beyond words, beyond emotion seas.
Swimming for the sandy beaches,
a vacation from these crafty creatures.
When you cry I’m not happy either,
so I use these moments
to deceive my opponents
and feed them scraps like seagulls.
Does that make me a villain?
Using my experience for the emotions written.
Forgive me if I offend,
but inspiration is a nervous friend looking for the right push.
There’s a bird on a cliff now,
LOOK!
Gabriel K. Jones 