RAIN…..

its something magnificent about the night-time rain it calls to me as every individual rain drops its speaking its name in octaves of musical notes in hopes to find standing waters its son and its daughters from the heavens beyond space. it finds its place to be consumed by vegetation its substance brings life  and creation it rejuvenate’s the land. Its something magnificent about the night-time rain oh how can I explain it cools you off on hot and muggy days the birds gather in it and play the flowers bloom in delight a metamorphosis takes place in the black of a rainy night how can one for get the glorious breeze  of the night-time rain so refreshing and invigorating its something magnificent about the night-time rain so hypnotizing invoking emotions of relaxation and glee it put most of us too  sleep but not me I listen to its many different  notes fall over roof tops rolling off of rocks dripping into puddles with an ongoing flow ever tried  to count the rain drops I’ll bet you’ll be asleep before they stop my gifts our uncountable like the multitude of rain drops its something magnificent about free thought writing with my windows open hearing the rain drops fall i’m compelled to write to it like a songwriter with a beat because its something magnificent about the night-time rain……Perfectblack

LITERARY TREND SETTER…..

It’s not about where I put  quotation marks periods or god forbid any grammatical errors oh what terror a writer brings dress up in his uniform absent from creations bamboozled by an abstract writer that strays away from academia I look at it like a cancer you can call leukemia eating away at fluency in real time side tracking your mind losing  your train of though let me tell you for get what you been taught because it a billion plus writers dress up in the same old  uniform torn by a missing period in the second line missing the magic and the massage at hand oh man he did’t indent in his paragraph he must of just lagged while the others advanced in his class but a true writer is a maverick individualist a nonconformist with a freewill so How can you rally over my skills criticizing my personal thoughts just because your inside of the box i’m a trend setter an I will do what ever………….Perfectblack

The Traveler……..

consumed by cluttered  emotions unraveled into nothingness in the fullness of space within my own mind unable to be understood. These visions so vivid and clear is the shimmering light upon the darkest most inter parts of  my temple  unexplored how can I excavate the remains of timeless existence and many lives pasted I still carry with me in this reincarnation ancient memories and teaching from my master teacher I close my eyes and see the compass representing  my endless travel. I can hear the village elders speaking about the traveler who was caught up in a time bomb blowed apart his many pieces scattered around the solar system all taking a different metamorphosis  in this world and on to the next. I travel in the speed of light filling the space  around me the people here think it is me that they know but I am nameless…..perfect black

Better Days to come by…..

you have better days to come by even if shadow clouds hang low better days to come by even if you’re the topic of everyone’s conversation still keep your head on high even if no one’s with you.you still have better days to come by when your feeling low and blue look in the mirror and say your starting a new everything new friends new money even if they laugh at all your idea’s and tell you it want work  just smile at them because it’s better days to come by only if you knew the sun is about to shine so bright for you  because your like water everything passes through when they look at you all they can see is that beam of light shinning so bright on you they don’t want to admit it but they thinking to they self he or she is going to be something so they stick around in hope’s of keeping you down but it’s better days to come by right now you feel like that monkeys on your back squeezing the life out of you and now you think you’re at your wit’s end huh let me tell you my friend you have better days to come by its going to be you with that best seller and multi million dollar book deal and the world is going to see your skills you know why your better days is here it just took you a minute to realize and open your eyes to see when your better days would come by. some of the greatest minds was all alone they laughing because your starting in your basement starting in your home never give up on your dreams no matter how hard it might seem your break is coming only if you can hold on and hold out your about to show out despite of mass rejection the world is your playground and your carving out your section so walk in boldness my friend because it’s magic within…………D.DKirkland

ALIVE……

just as a flower needs rain fall I need a pin and something to write on to start my day a new to elevate my innards to captivate my soul with a story that’s never been told I am the author guiding this pin out leaks my magic within in a twinkle of an eye words pour out from the deepest depths of my enchanted mind surely divine in hopes to tie you with the ropes and reel you in to spin your emotions and bend your weary mind so that you can forget all your worries and get lost in me for I am the writer that depends on your eyes to follow me word after word I am alive just as the fishes in the cracks and crevasses  of the sea its me the watery substances that’s sustains life in the darkest places on the face of the earth just  as a mother  giving birth I bring life to my words and testaments so that spectators can see it is me the poet who rallies the troops in the times of battle I dazzle them with my words just as a great dictator of some far away place my words can sooth like a gentle lullaby I am a writer that’s very much so alive……..D.DKirkland