hidden beneath shallow waters
mindless wanderers see you not
floating on a nimbus
angel of practiced thought
ticking clock of aimlessness
a shadow of self-pity
high time for high tide
no longer lost in the city
wind churning jungles
clap of thunderous victory
forever an auspicious masterpiece
a painting throughout history
in every gleam, every seam
catered fabric self woven
here is my story
a diamond well-chosen
no longer I wait
skipping to my own tune
beat firm and steady
away with the gloom
beauty in seconds passing
risen perspective of ocean debris
tenacious hero’s timeless classic
floating above all thee
intent on due north
guidance from a shama’s song
roaring heart called to port
flaming wings beating on
About the Creator
Riddle
Every morning I look naked into the mirror and repeat, "I love, appreciate, and accept myself exactly as I am."
Love is the cure to this maddening, chaotic world. Show it to yourself, for it will ripple into your reality abundantly.
🅼🅸🅳🅽🅸🅶🅷🆃 🆂🅽🅰🅲🅺🆂
"It's 10 in Tuscon! We all know what that means... It's Time for Midnight Snacks with your man, Gerald Gee! Ready to spend the night together? Me too! I'm full of snacks and can't wait to regurgitate them all back into your hungry ears. Crack a brew! Pop some corn! Anything to get ready for one hell of a show where the talk maybe cheap but the words cut deep...
By Lamar Wiggins3 days ago in Fiction
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