Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading par excellent paragon
parent (parenthetically parochial
particularly partisan) parvenu
passive, passionately paternalistically patient,
paunchy, peaceably pepped, perfectionist,
perceptive, perennially perky, permissively
persevering, persistently personable, perspicuous,
pertinent, phenomenally philanthropic, philharmonic
picturesquely pious, pioneering, piquantly pithy,
playfully pleasant, pleasurably plucky, plummy,
poetically poignant, politely pontificating, popular,
positively potent, powerfully practiced pragmatist,
praiseworthy, prayerfully precious, precise
predominant, preeminently preferable, preparedly
preponderant, presently president, prestigiously
prevailing, priceless, princely, principally pristine,
privately privileged, prized, proactively procreative,
prodigiously productive, proficiently profitable,
progressively prominant, promisingly prompt,
prophetically propitious, prospectively protective,
proudly proven provocative, prudent psyched, puissant,
punctilious, punctually purposeful.
Humor is easy to explain,
It often comes from pain.
A leg broken times numerous,
Fractured my ribs, so humerus.
Because it's all about perspective,
You prospectively prospective-
Actually, I'm not really all that funny..
Sorry..
Inspiration is not a who-what or even a where-why.
In act, I aspire to inspire both what and where;
we can fly.
How flies can inspire flies to fly higher than (all) the other why's.
So what not why say
you and I do inspire you and I.
Why I am an inspiration, so are you who is I.
We more may probably could touch higher feathery skies.
I know I can see the inspire inside of your ponderous eyes.
Fiery nose blind eyes inspire to the what's who's and where's why's.
Perceptively sound minds prospectively acquire inspirationally aspiring eyes.
Over time find where reasons matter for why who inspires I.
Who truly inspires
not only molds why
but keeps you and I alive.
Truth be told...
it is you who inspires I.
12/24/2016
I'm lost inside a feeling
I thought had disappeared
In a state with a see through ceiling
With walls of pain and fear
The blueprint seemed to be flawless
From materials unknown to man
For those of us seeking solace
From a life of selfish demands
There are no doors or windows
With only one way to escape
The design is totally enclosed
To leave you must change shape
All I see around me
is based on how I feel
which begs myself the question
"Is any of this real?"
All of life's reminders
only come from looking back
Memories are the binders
to this vicious painful track
The barriers around me
are all I choose to see
To change my view prospectively
just might be the key
Perhaps upon a second look
there might be something more
past the pain and fear I took
to fight this evil war
My apprehensive prison cell
will one day set me free
when I decide to see my hell
as possibility
With wisdom I could live my life
outside these walls of fear
I'd say goodbye to days of strife
and never shed a tear.
find clarity in what others think and do, it’s so obvious to me that people can’t see, what someone else is going through, learn to set your mind free, be who we are suppose to be, most have no clue, on how to be true, embrace life in the moment and learn something new, life can be seen so easily in another man’s shoes, prospectively thinking, constantly feeling, progressively leading, forever defeating, viciously repeating and always being the one to question you, Free your thoughts and think if you were them what would you do
Find clarity in what other think and do, "we all must learn to be true"
The Horse's Mouth
Meadows green, lavish, plush,
White picket fence, prospectively pleasing.
Farmstead particular,
A picture postcard realm.
Stallion struts proudly,
Mare mutters while grazing.
Rare breeds,
Bloodline polished, yet forged.
Colt striving independence,
Reins tight, suffocating.
Whips command order,
Gallop inevitable.
Pungent manure engulfs the stable,
Stampede bellows "nay".
Horses led to water,
Could not make them drink.
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