The wise of the stupid interfered with the reference of suspicion
Disembarking on the trials of which others then lead the way for
Rendered short of falling free from those miserable humiliations
When a spark is ignited in some unknown type of communication
Willful intentions considered rules to be changed for you know it all
Masterly deceit rewarded with the advance of never coming back
As the intelligence falters with every little whimper and a tell-tale
The studying of life from a pocket full of change never broke out
And in calling for the exact to match a word for word in reality
Sling a rock on the floor and then it bounced back even bloodier
With scars showing up on the tongue which forever never healed
Believing the untrue of which there's always a superb audience
Failed attempts in the converse from any of the original concept
Searing heights gaining the influence of making good look bad
That a graded book concealed the envelope of all dum fortunes
Feathered by the weight of wings which fly across a lonely heart
And when the beauty on the outside crashes, tumbles and falls
Picking up pieces from a scrapbook which held the integrity of it
Learned from an else's help of dignity to re-embark on a mission
Stunning in amounts the spoken word is all too easy to fail with
Binding thoughts together with the skill of an opportunist losing
Things that matter to the ones who really matter is exceeded
Trust is the word for existing somewhere where you feel the need
Forgiving the worst then only that can be reverted back to peace
For we all need expression dealt with in all the particular ways
Stringing along an idea being taught with an upper lip of course.
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kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (
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Kevin, great write, love the line: Feathered by the weight of wings...
That makes two of us FredPeyer. thank you kindly.
Breathtaking imagery used in this well written prose Kevin - - how true that - " the spoken word is all too easy to fail with
binding thoughts together with the skill of an opportunist" Great read.
you are such a beautiful Lady Fay Slimm, you caress my poetry soul with your compliments which I find very healing. I write work like this for people such as yourself and others. thank you dearly.
I see you are still at it...great prose! ww
of course willyweed, I can't do anything else. it's all I have.
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