I am in the midst of beginning a new chapter. A crisp Page full of open lines, yearning to be filled in. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I pause, taking a memory back to its bank of motion full dreams on the side of Mulberry Lake. I place the energetic blueprint of a past emotion back in its original… Continue reading PART FIVE
Author: kenbunny
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PART EIGHT
On the notion of illusion, I don’t speak of fact, I speak of Truth in algorithms of math. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I face the Wind that howls with me and whisper my Blues to be printed as Free. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ To surf with the echoes in the meadow, you see, would be genuine visions of gumdrops on trees.… Continue reading PART EIGHT
October
Watch now, Watch Free, View me explode. Tune in, Turn out, And prepare to reload. Create space between your fingers and grasp for the group, Don’t mention the colors you obtain for proof. Lie there, Lie still, Countless suspects foot the bill. Running red, The negativity spreads, The house becomes drenched in one, tiny threat.… Continue reading October
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I am Kendra, & this is so–— I bellow it deeply & repeat costumes from my drawer. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ My well of emotions is from the whole of my control— I find it odd to label what is not of one’s own— Then why do I claim the words as mine known— when in actuality it… Continue reading Ж
A Peaceful Treaty
no need for an alter ego, let that go, no longer is defining a limitation.⠀
Olympic Flame [The Torch]
It’s all Greek to me on a humble escape stumbling home. A cave of sightless allegory, yet Spirit fondly overheard. Wind sings sweetly of sound wings carrying the Songbird. It’s held in vase — service to the listener takes notes on how to fly over & then with her. The Wild pines to lead conical… Continue reading Olympic Flame [The Torch]
The Natives of Orchestration
How does one do on a day like today? When constructors label, “detour” in the medieval sacrament of normally swayed. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ And open windows that speak of close to my wrists, to my wrists slamming the door, slamming the door to my found shuttles. Live chant for peace removes disgruntled. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ How do you go… Continue reading The Natives of Orchestration
***Stardom***
Melodicism fused with eager anticipation; Falling in love despite onerous offenders. Name and claim your musician style and let the bio reflect thus uniquity. Your intention should speak to the listener in the same Voice as your heart. Skating on the balance of less and more. Let’s Dance. It’s our autobiography, and I am happy… Continue reading ***Stardom***
Ode To Healer
Promise : I will stand for cultural growth through understanding my own perspective on solidity. • . I will heal the wounds of my current life, and I will synchronize this healing with those around me, causing a ripple effect. • . I will use words to speak knowledge, and I will not use words… Continue reading Ode To Healer
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