Red/Blk/Blue Prints

Although all forms of life is surrounded in color hues. Language is a spoken word to one another in the universe. Language is universal, I am the author who does not identify one's character by his language and from whence he was birthed. Many thoughts are spoken, some kept quiet in the emotions sitting outside of knotted heartstrings, just not relaxed. Writing my thoughts in a poetic way relaxes my mind, settles a moment, manages my anger and most of all a release to "let go" and move on. Once I write down my thoughts I can move on and move out of a reason my thoughts found a new home from pen to paper. I submit to readers a collection of poetic creations free of shadows. It is just the red, blue and black colors I use to accent the words. I want a reader to concentrate on the words, not the background color or the colors the words rest upon. A verse can give a melody a home to call its' own. My dream was to become a songwriter, a dream that failed me. I held onto the dream and shortened its journey to just write words without colors, lacking a melody. I never allow a dream to seek an exit door to vanish and leave me alone. I will pounce, bounce and pitter patter my mindset to keep the dream alive and find space in a dream that will bring the dream to existence far from a fantasy.