Poetically Yours

      

By Patrice W. Williams

Patrice W. Williams   Authentic Truth   A peculiar sense of humor, as I look at the hourglass Searching for what will be Embellished in sweet serenity No guidance, colliding against life New technology into the future Once again loving the experience Life’s best moments Visually more appealing to the eye No untruths, close-up pictures of reality Great changes day to day Controversial to some, peace within to the rest The earth continues to turn As life joins its course Solid representation, opportunities for a great future No fears, no disappointments, just lessons learned Understanding with compassion to be authentic in living my truth --- The Best of Me You see I haven’t given you the best of me I’m still exploring, learning, testing me Breathing, living, expressing, me Meditating, seeking how to deliver What He has given me. So much that I sometimes feel myself moving An outer body experience, improving My skill as if I were rebooted, uploaded With new ideas, new words with new meaning Lyrical melodies in my head, never heard before The more I listen I hear a door open Seemingly waiting for me to walk in To begin anew but old just an improved mold Of clay of my hand penning my paper Different than before So strange from the range of my visual eye But clearly focused as I glide by my own words As I read them over and over Meaningful with power, delivery intense Never imagined such composure You see I still have yet to give you the best of me. -- Atmosphere He couldn’t cease his thoughts of her Inhaling her scent, hearing her breathe Feeling her soft skin connect with his Thoughts of pleasing her mentally What a lovely picture he had created Raindrops wetting the window seal as he Looked through the window pane Burying himself into his deepest thoughts Uttering a few words but not realizing His thoughts were coming alive Showing her where he had placed her In his heart-embracing her insecurities Grafting a safety net for her to slide into Never having to doubt his admiration She was now secure to relax and fall Deep into a trance she had never gone Gratification she had never known The mood was set, the tone low Until that very moment Serene, calm, a stormy rain had Come, peace was still, as they floated Into a new atmosphere   Poetically,   Patrice Watley Williams, Founder http://www.wearitgirlwigs.org amazon.com/author/patricewatleywilliams Outreach Committee Chair/ http://www.iwillsurviveinc.org/ ***to purchase my books click any link below: http://www.amazon.com/My-Pen-Speaks-Poetic-Vibes/dp/160911325X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1313849129&sr=8-1 http://search.barnesandnoble.com/My-Pen-Speaks/Patrice-Watley-Williams/e/9781609113254/?itm=1&USRI=my+pen+speaks http://www.booksamillion.com/p/My-Pen-Speaks/Patrice-Watley-Williams/9781609113254?id=5058590506127 Thank you for allowing me the freedom to be expressive as my Caterpillars blossom into Butterflies!!!