Our passions define us. The things that move our souls and puts us in sync with the universe lives within. Music can be the ultimate expression of my heart. But my lyrics give my songs a voice; this melodic poetry of my life. I am driven by the rhymes and rhythms that are the underlying score of my existence. This site will highlight my original poetry and short fiction, as well as my music; the stirrings of my soul that have been long hidden. My observations through the eyes of a poet's heart.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Mental block, damming your mind's fluidity. Reservoirs of thought isolated, their transmission halted. Synapses on hiatus, vacant stares of your minds eye, unfocused and blank, blinded by the dark shroud of cranial confinement.
Walt,
ReplyDeleteThis is so true. That was me as I was trapped in 4 hours straight worth of corporate meetings.
Perhaps the next poem ought to be "Death By Meeting".
Meena
Yes! Exactly. I'm going through a rare one of these right now, and you've nailed the feeling.
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