'All directions katie; all directions of time and thought'

There was a time when distance was held

in tranquil immunity with the gods of forever.

In waves of silence I could find you easily.

Should I scream in intense being,

I might shatter your concerted thoughts.

Poetically speaking...

~

A tattered sequel of that time is playing now, again,

as it had a hundred times before...

To which direction do I repeat the patterned vibrations?

"All directions katie;

all directions

of thought and time"

~

Directing thought patterns is unheard of

so desire leads the way...

directly into the mind

and then into the verse

~

If I could gather

(ahh and you know I can)

all the shadows of yesterday and make them one

I wouldn't.

There is a glow of 'real'

that vibrates in ryhthms so deep.

I Will scream in intence being

hoping to 'feel' the shattering

of your thoughts.

~poetically speaking or not*