A whirlwind of gradual pleasure

 

life is my pleasure

unremarkable, determined thoughts driving into

the calm, fertile bay of cosmic consciousness.

It is purity sweeping over me

interrupted only by

hot pebbles rolling

in my shoulders and hips,

My

brush is

thick and wet

consolidating energy

parting , breasting , gliding , angling

on it’s rambunctious journey

flexed green toes

bounding past

tribespeople standing,

deceptively still

nodding

with god’s eyes

peeking over cups of sun

minds like water….

knots are unravelling, unconvincingly  tied in the first place,

clots draining away

till the sickness is nought but a dribble

a drip

a coagulating puddle of tar

used for other unnecessary things…..

but all

becoming a whirlwind of gradual pleasure

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Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

15 thoughts on “A whirlwind of gradual pleasure

    1. so good to know these words are hitting the spot. I feel the spot and i want the words to match it and mostly they resonate with the spot, and its really lovely to know that they resonate with your spot too 🙂

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