Intrinsic illuminating creative gems,
Artistic crowned enriched jewels,
Enlightened heavenly resolutions,
Dynamic radiating elucidation.
Master of one, individual unique destiny,
Book facing patented pages of time.
Birth beating graduating ineluctable finish,
Oxygenated rejuvenated revitalizations.
Obstructions of rhapsodical turbulence,
Roller coaster twisting artistic levitations,
Transmigration of intellect to substance,
Articulated clarity of diamond treasures.
Failure debilitating, resuscitated resolve,
Failure devastating, determined desires,
Failure demoralizing, kick ass attitude,
Success riding failures up mountains.
Womb of knowledge, student to teacher,
Intersecting minds along unique paths,
Puzzles being concluded on observations,
Perceptive interjections, diverse opinions.
Liberated spirit freebasing natural highs,
Meditative rationale elevating existence,
Our worst enemy and our best friend.
Faith driven inspirational motivational
Therapy mirroring inside who we are!
Note: In my worst failures, lie the lessons to my greatest success! That is why I am such a mess, for failure is part of my daily routine, which makes me want to quit, only to be driven further, opening the darn (d*mn) spigot more into greater uncertainty.
Having opened the spigot cost me my job, for creative thought does not have Corporate working hours. To me writing is my form of vocalizing with others, while doing the jobs, I needed to do. They explain there German policies in written words, I explain my mind upon a dictionary of love of free speech liberties, upon pages of my purpose. They told me, do not tell others I was terminated for writing poetry. I told them, I never fear the power of the truth. This is why I am the terminated poet, writing somewhere in America not on company time. We have to go for the unattainable sometime, upon dreams that might destroy us. So I must try to succeed having being failed by others terminations. Determined as I am to fail my way into success, for the law of averages says I must do something right sometime, somewhere in America. I pray my words will have the exquisite luxury and artistic style of my former employer product.
Somewhere in America not on company time 05/17/05 ©
The Terminated Single Free Spirited Poet