In case I hit the road in a sudden blast of craziness or road trip to run around the gulf beach for awhile; I thought about you and your way cool style. Just freakin busy and miss visiting with you. If I get to fooling around the red coral dreams or catch myself in a net of star fish, I need you to know your a best friend. Also, me being a bit off the wall eccentric I want you to know that you have really made me smile. It is not so much of what we say...it is about knowing our own hearts in a laugh. One only you and I noticed. I am very happy we are friends. Did you know that some mornings and at first light, I rub my eyes and play in deep pools of words that tease? Seriously. Even before coffee. Most of the time the poems are written only for you. That my sweet friend is really true. Free Love. Please allow the bear to care. I painted late into the morning. I will be awake a few hours after just going to bed and my fingers and hands are smudged in rainbow colors. It is the love for painting. You should know that about me as we are true friends. In few weeks I may be headed to Siesta Keys Florida to explore living on the south gulf beach for awhile. It is wednesday and I am just listening to a little James Taylor and thanking you for the miracles of your smile. I am very happy we met and by the way, Ive always like your style. You have been a great inspiration in my life. Well I better jet for now, but, lets catch up soon. I like us being friends. Protect the Wild Things! Peace and love always, Kicking Bear Barry The Eccentric poet
Taste the light amber of honey glowing within fairies spreading star dust reflections gentle in wonder, send me to answer her molten lake of secrets unfolding. In these whispers of garden sight I see her winking with firefly lashes. Her eyes emeralds green in ache teased by the mystic place masterfully eternal enchanting the spell bound dark flower. Her gliding wings flirting slippery in dizzy romance to a visitor of celestial streams falling together face upon face. What heat forming mars turns the fighting shrew loose upon the ravens cry while the dove so frail feels with awe. She sings so I must hear her song of echoes deep from strawberry blush covered lips swelling to the drifting edges of once more. Her mockingbird laugh betrays the rebel yell under attack falling in tides shored near love and why under the moon dance limitless with such release enraged far from pain embracing? Challenged, the starwinged adventurer unleashed cavernous storms with her body moving in more than tales of kissing light. Her taste of fate whistling to the corners of rainbow archways come begging love gold and delightful in a weary potion dipped by fingers of hunger. What sight I see in silver glances brushed by and by imitating angels wings yet stubborn never lifting her veil of night. Image of ecstacy dancing as dreamers drunk in beauty laid in service to sacrifice upon the alter of touching rumor. Caterpillars turned butterflies sit with her alone feeding grapes starving for the designed feast of his riddled sight. Their whispering words composed in paints slipping to venus her bed. Together on the bare bones of a mornings window weeping joyful tears in a blue haze to beckon more magic from a fairies magical gaze, these are sacred ways and no more are the empty moments as hearts falling to pieces. Bring forth the radiant feathered crown and the sword to serenade mortals who fear so much. Branded consuming morsels her spell never ceases. Merciful is freedom held ransom to drea
Shipwrecked on my own Island of poetic mysteries, I still dream to offer you all my broken pieces and the shreds of my existence...I extend myself and these shattered bones a warrior carries upon the skin of Mother Earth. I gift you with my poor beginings...I share my crumbs which I have few left...as the bread of my life has been shared with the many...I pray the song of the great one is heard inside your sacred heart...I pray the food of its meaning fills you to not know hunger...I pray Blessings shelter you as they have me throughout this life of storms. I pray for all in faith that your lifesong of health and wellness continues improving.
Please Protect Wild Things!! All Love, Kicking Bear Barry The Eccentric Poet
my last work (remix) it"s on my profile... 7 - 8 Minutes - Massimiliano remix (the original version is of the artist Unsuspected - Total Wipes), let me know how"s this work, please.
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My New Year is going well man, how bout you? You been recording and playing around? On my end, just trying to keep playing around, figuring this recording biznatch out.
Happy New Year!!!! from Mike and Emily. Emily said she lost her copy of your brainwave suite album and she needs a new one. It really helps her sleep. Do you still have that? Also, that new paradigm shift song is pretty hot. I really want to meet this Profit guy.
I really cant stp listening to shore thing Ill get tired of it no offense but great song and paradigm shift doesnt seem to be workin It might just be some odd glitch in the server or my pc I dont know but Ill keep checking it
