Have You Been?

I have been swimming through the avenues of colorful cities,
Keeping my eyes on what's concealed by the ebonys and navys.

I have been dreaming of far off places accessable only by pink heart shaped balloons,
Where the answers to all my truths have yet to be explained.

I have been seeking impenetrable souls who radiate an openess likened to celophane papers,
Once seen, begin to melt into a jimbojambo little boy sambo swirl.

I have been waking up on the cliffside, hand outstretched,
Lifting my own heart to the top of the hill where yours waits indefinitely.

I have been flying between the pillars of hope called evergreens,
Zipping past the watering holes of patience that are dry no more.

I have been digging tunnels to china with little more than a teaspoom,
And I cannot dream of stopping even when the bicycles and rice paddies are reached.

I have been hopscotching over chalk lines for more freetime fun,
Pleasing oceans of ages of dreamers of love

I have been gliding across ballrooms
Taking time to learn intricate footwork that walks you across life

I have been allowed chances to feel the light between my toes sparkle
And the devoir to share that shine outward

WORDS...

I need some words. I need a dictionary to fall out of my mind and onto the flat white page. I want to tell a story with a little more than an essay, but my mind has been frozen, the river [of logic] dried up. Or maybe I keep telling myself that over and over, like the way a voice echoes in a canyon.
I am finding my voice. The sound that has eluded me for quite some time is beginning to roar within the space between my ears. The machine that cranks out senseless fragments and coherent paragraphs is churning and breathing zealousness into my frontal lobe… where my thinking is at it’s best.