Cutting Loose
Alienated from the norm,
In the image of a fish out of breath,
No water to swim the blue beauty of endlessness.
Nothing against friends, family, & work hands.
Here I am on foreign soil,
Unaccustomed to things I have no interest in.
If only a brief fistful of sand from the hourglass.
Cutting loose would be my demand.
Instead,
Bottled up inside me.
If only?
Awe!
Smiling infinity.
Moonlight dance with every twinkler from the heavenly body.
"Almighty!"
Wish not upon a star,
But a pray of hope.
Time kneel before Thee,
Giving me a night I will not lose memory sight.
Then a day of imaginable journeying on Poetic Earth.
Pure laughter!
Muse I find myself.
Woman's word,
Loveliness.
From a man,
What would be said of him?
Laughter again.
In the flow from soul to keyboard,
Maybe I just did cut loose,
Within my heart.
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