Tapping fingers creating ripples in time.

(december 18)
Missions like Madness
Reaping PerfectPatterns,
Something you to last, and
if it, does, you shall forget you ever DID,
Like a mona-lisa Smile, depicted&split,
One chest rises, while the other falls In,
breathing together like birds of a feather,
for, getting, further, only to remember,
and getting Closer, to the end of decemember,
begining to begin
what we forgot, together,

Whimsical, reality for open skies!
Exposing rock & stretching for mileS.
Mystical Quarries, forever,Evading Any,Bit
want, to be Create-*will be create,
to quarry in a Pit &
catch 'some, on the FLY!
Conduits contorted, sailing gravely,
into the night.

A royal barge can BE dismantled,
& so the men Wreak of PoweR.
Nothing shall save you in the WatchTallTower
Stone Throws forgotten, Beheadings Bequeathed,
nothing like a SORRY on the day,
they deceased, ((ONLYnotREALLY))

Metaphors
shining,through-the,planets
pores
Galaxies evolving-through
Fantasy,
Flower petals & wise'ol Nettles,
soak your toes & release your woes!
One dream follows another & soon you have aLL
you,ever,need, Know.

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(december 20)
Words for Combusting Thought,
EntropiC showDowns one has, foughT,
Skinny branches, yearning for Us,
to remember , what,we,forgoT,

A day that Reaps through shades of Gray,
white-light destineD, leads another, way,
distance requested & destruction Connected,
to EVERY BIT, under this-same, skY,
Floating into a, Kind Rhythm,
like a clear & rotating Prism,
following footsteps, to forget there isn'T.
a right of Wrong way, only endleSS ways&Rays,
for shining through, billowing abouT,
like shadow-casting, with Out,
a spec of dust, pervading (now).

Ancient feeling & impulses permeating aLL
moments,
it is their Momentum breeding
our Passion
& creations.
Sandy skiN with
Galactic aspirationS.
Syncing soulS with harmonies,
into completion.

The cherry Tree became Real & the,rest,is
HistorY, going Out into the worlD, radiating
love&glorY. The WANT to be WELL,
angels lissen'N,
the seeping poweR, of a spriaL, sheLL,
falling-towards-the-center-of-the-eartH,
heaven Meshed with hell,
& suddenly, the, window, opens,
the Eye peers, through,
the veil is LIFTED, & we-feel,what,we-KNEW,
////we spin the Earth&the Earth spins, You!\\\\\\
picking flowers to touch the dirt,
dreaming On to remember the Birth,
crossing bridges & climbing rocks,
time precEEds with No,Tic,or,Toc,
Only the sounds of our Souls,
heading Onward,
syncing soil,
beneath these toes.