Poems from BMcKenzie15
Inspiration blows and flows like water-lillies on this crystal-blue pond. When those lillies settle and meddle with my life out comes the estrange beauty of my strife.
don't you wake up some days & wander..
just wander and wonder..
"Where am I going?"
"What am I going to do?"
& its amazing, too.....
You and I are staring out of this window pane..
& I don't know who you are..
I don't know when you came..
or how long you will stay.....
Hate..
An awful, six billion ton'd word..
You can feel it build like a crescendo in an orchestra in seconds...
You can hear it crash...
certainly you've felt life tug you, hug you, and even push you away..
and I'm certain you've seen life assert it's opinion to your dismay...
Dreams; though they fly vicariously through my mind and soul daily..
Only one resides like residue deep within me..
It quickens me, and...