Leaning Poem

Overbearing these and those stretches were extended, how long it was, how deep and purred, let the air coming to, untouchable to feel of love, someone think about many things to attached in strings, bunch of youngster kings can be close enough to take the fingertips together and overdo it, the chest the head the inner gut was movingly, dedicated legs and feet to combine in bone each way indeed, the nose would take super long, evenly like Pinocchio's nose should be grew many sizes long, leaning is like soothingly action, It will be growing in lairs and pairs, unlike the chairs in a single row, when you start to walk downstairs, unless the hairs would take it short and wise 

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-31-18 

Fate ( Part 1 )

One fateful dream in the world, knock in your front and back doors, not even to scrub many off guard floors every single time straighter than anything in ten bucks too, once was a young poetic man who leaped through it, he loves to pop the question in his cherry lime heartful fate, he melts his spirit so quick and fast, it seemed at last forever, he met someone out into the blue, he never to take off his own kissable eyes to see and watch someone like her at the finest place called scrabble club, he took a peak, how wonderful she is and were, he admits to overlook her smile, he adjust and must to see her two gorgeous eyes, wow, a woman who sits there neatly before, when she gets out of her seat like that, she walked close to him, she kissed him wisely, he'd kiss her back too, their fate was coming true, she came back to Scrabble, she found a double word fate

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-30-18 

A Wonderland Poem

Out to the oceanic vibe, would take it in tribe, not too much on the edge of the world-class bridge, how'd it goes further away, the Riverbend was and were overflow, into the legend of mighty Mississippi waves, not like caves at all, under the sea, something was underneath it, something more than to put your eyes on, a unique life to be born and birth a young teenage songbird mermaid coming through, her wonderland was suburb, she lives a good and decent magic, her red cherry hair truly brighten up proudly, the father who got his daughter's normal legs, she seeks her adventure, her soul came from either way, she found someone to reclaimed her soul to the man she loves and honored for, the story has been true in a book to retell, the myth can be reunited once more, she welcomes the realistic world of beauty and love, and also compassionate was deep enough, the spirit follows her day and night in a sweet loving kingdom ever 

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-27-18

It Was A Brand New Land

Wrapped up like a piece of cake, the mountain was so high, all the straight line trails were outrageous, the house can be in the middle on top to drop, it is okay to drink some pop once a while, they worship to shop around, let the walkable moments to begin, let them hop away, enjoying the Pennsylvanian wind come along, sitting on the bonfire to sing a song in tune, the nightly full moon came sweetly and tender, the Pennsylvania Dutch couple was reunited in this romantic event ever, at least the night carries on, heavenly, he lives only once, she lives only once because of him dearly and dearest, her mind itself to be the clearest thought forever, the easygoing couple who sat there to see the night crosses by each other in sweetness hands to be

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-20-18

Green Poem

Knock your senses out, something in mind, unless the day can be unloosed to another, or otherwise in the process and procedures, if you need and speed on the Irish colored track of Springless trees, you've wanna to dress up brightly in green of classical style, the story was truly cool to tell, the upbeat and onto the beatable younglings in love to swept their own socks each other, it feels like green after all and afterwards, being green is outstanding to sit and sat on there, every time to laid there softly and tender during the day, a sunny and warm moment to be untouchable green, let it be shine, to make it better than ever, it never be scary at first sight, poetic land lovebirds who adore and score, what a plenty of Baltimore stories were entertain, and free on the best green tea in earth, all the big juiciest hearts around the world

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-19-18 

Buddy The Elf

Somebody who lookalike him, he dressed up green outfit, with pointy hat, a pointy shoes too, he loves to play in the wintry snow, even the snowball fights amongst the air coming through, he lives in the cold sincerely, he adores to sled uphill and downhill several of times straighter, he is a man in his own will out to the wilderness, he considered his pride and joy everyday and every night handsomely, his canopy was kept him strong and limbered, his canopy to kept his love was everywhere in thin airy winds, his canopy would to take to drank his two litter of classic coke all the way down, he burps the loudest ever lived, his canopy to eat humongous spaghetti with meatballs, and extra of maple syrup every single thing, his canopy to speak his mouthful of words coming through it, his canopy to make toys and gifts by others too, he works with Santa Clause in his good-looking eye

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-17-18

The Legend On The Long Hail Road

What a day like this, one sweetheart celebrity who love nature and culture in ten bucks two, she admitted to shining any day, a lounge singer, she got the soul in her spiritually out there, wow, any fans were clapping in rhythm so into with it, her legend has grown in sizes, she is strong and wise, to take her final steps in the long hail road of her lifetime achievement, she loves many things in her oblivious musical paths ever lived, only the heart will truly bounce in and out beautifully, until that remarkable day, she has written her fantastic songs left and right, she made her fame in many of brilliant years and decades before and therefore, she's American Hero, her poetic stories in earth, her poetic songs were die heaven to heard and listen every time on the radio records CD's on stock 

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-17- 18

Where's The Inner Time Zone

Let the river runs deep and purred, the oceanic falls, when it started to tick tock thoroughly in stow, heavy windy waves were carrying on, the sound is like an organic clockwise soothingly, it goes backward and forward in many of times out there completely indeed enough, otherwise in the rest, not unlike to take mountaineer journey of the northwest, and try your best to climb in feet and hands, the pointer has been straighter than a single rocket, the time was running as it goes wild, might be up and down, either side to side, partly in zigzag moment ever made sincerely, sometimes the clock went over and done, it has been knots and bolts came loose, the numbers were out of place everywhere, the arrows would be broken into pieces, the time zones became too much of wicked bones, the sound of crunch cones become more than tunnel wave in words of misty love

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-15-18 

Poetic Google

Once in millions of years to write things out, Google has been popularity and world-class stories are coming in words and lines, any updated would take it longer and shorter, make it sweet like prunes, unbitten apples, organically of oranges to squeeze out easily enough, Google Chrome is a modern upgrade site to overlook, to put your eyes on every time straighter, communicate with other celebrity around the world, as long is not virus issues and scans, but, I am the greatest fans in poetic Google until I truly die in vain, I open the front infamous yard door heavenly, whatever and whatsoever in the artistic writers upon the land itself alone, it might be a song, it might be a speaker of word

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-14-18

Feeling And Peeling

It grabs you right through in your inner core, what thee, that bee, it could've been free, something more to feel like the warmest flower in palm faced hand one by one, intrigued the passion came to and from in vain, it's nothing into the pain at all, the root has a meaning of fate to begin, how much growth out to the mysterious cultures, unleash the sledge of nature's best interest, a split of mind to restore, unspeakable thought to feel love, not scare and fear to crawl onto the skin of beauty, let the moment be, ensure the process would take it like so, be brave to touch, it's okay to crave it, depend on the soothing side to side, either way, one unwilling flower to heal the power on earth

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-13-18

Evenly The Day Has Started

Once was a unique ways of life, keep up your days would be observed, let the spiritualism come to you, relate to heal of humanity to hold and held to make them in love over again, and to take a stroll in drench of rain during the day like this, it might be located in uptown Spain, when the danceable birds came in the heavens, coming to life was and were, they become human form, let it be imagined of colorful things in stow, evenly the sun glazed in heat, romance can take an inheritance street of heart, it's okay to create art beautifully and wise, to dance to leap in your day so far, try to release the groove and style combine, where is the world-class smiles like that, learn and listen the inner soundtrack of happiness song

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-13-18     

It'll Fall In Love Oblivious Leaves

Look at it, flowing and upbeat subject to release, the beauty would be some other symbolize to see and watch the leaves willingly to fly amongst in winds came through, overbearing love, take it above the bittersweet light to shine to combine, any typical leaves were resourced and kissable method to seek and touched alongside, cynical induplicate and beauteous land to the service and joining elliptical offspring hands to be reunited at once, oblivious leaves was honored by passion in style of romance to begin their own spirit and magic in thin gratitude air, impeached of the heart to follow inglorious steps can be up and down several times, hear the spiritual music coming through in your blood in vain

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-12-18       

Minnesota, The Soul Of Unique Story

A good thought of the state, the people who worship anything into and onto the fabulous journey to seek many levels, unless to walk and talk nearly the best in consequences, the artifact to tell many stories become realistic point a view, Minnesota is a modern and classic adventure, the history was made of unique monument of lifetime, but the lifestyle has grown in style, any typical  and spiritual whelms can be healed, the power to take advantage and also to identified of life, opportunity of soul should be released and restore, upon the legend of the finest Rivers of all, it's called The Mighty Of Intrigued and modest and largest Mississippi River has floated and boated soothingly in fateful mind itself, to resourced the sound incredible waves

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-9-18   

A True Legend

He belongs into the world to write songs in melody, one man who believe to sing harmonies, the heart goes wild to and from, this celebrity who think of life onstage himself, the harmonica he plays to catch his ultimate rhythmically involved, he got the unique of soul, a soul of rock and roll, he likes to take a streetway stroll, he lives like a dream, he adore many of things in life, even his nature and culture on love several times, Huey Lewis was a king of rock and roll handsomely, he made his career, a bigtime career was kept him alive, he enjoyed to be entertainer actor and singer, he made himself a star, all his own incoming fans who love him more than anything, his softhearted and at least the openhearted too, he closed and shut his eyes to hear the beach  waves were crashing by, until he opened his awakened eyes once more of his days were fantastically and warmth

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-9-18     

Be Like A Moose With Two Horns In Life

You've got reserved and deserved, be the day until the passion was coming in either direction, resurrection came up in harms way, someone out to the blue at first, one time the moose walking in, big eyes were huge and wide, the two infinity horns can be straight up super high, he admitted to speaking enchanted words left and right to tell this uproarious woman in earth, the moose said to her sweetly, you have a humongous heart, every smile on your luxurious face indulgent skin beautifully, let the spirit come to you, be like a moose with two horns in life, she adores to be like that, her deepest soul would be something else, she seeks the adventure herself alone, she recreated of love and peace forever and ever, she made her wish and dream come true, the moose has a legend name to recall Bullwinkle, he asked her about life within, and she follow it really well

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-9-18

Do You Think About Life

In this gifted thought about things in mind, it looks like feathers, upon the wealthiest weathers around, Jeopardize the dream to make it good and sweet, depend on the tender wood of pine, and overthink in line, some other can be fine, not even overstretched and combine, take a number and let be nine, it was easy to say untwine, deep down in the hole, untold the story to wish in sole and fly amongst the heavens before, smelling the delicious airy winds coming through it, life is like an unsweet raisin, something truly inspire to feel the ultimate fire inside an inner core in flame, when this person who worships the land to be free like a fourth bird came out beautifully, let seek the moment, when the sunrise come up, shine away in clear lake sky, and to start an excellent hike onto the trail,

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-8-18 

The Longest Battles Ever

Once In millions of years, when the dinosaurs came, it never ends up to play a chicken like so, T-Rex would take the heat of the humongous battle against the odds, Raptures could be instinct and fast enough to rule forestlands ever made, to find some pleasant shade, as many of animals who never have any blade of teeth, as long as not a stampede marching in, with gigantic feet can be thumb away in sound, to shake up the vibration ground at first sight, the newest love to take it personally and impeached of life, love is a battlefield will be bigger than ever, compassionate can dish up in plate to eat, the inner inmate and shipmate to led the battles were done forever, no more volcano to be exploded and erupt quickly indeed

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-8-18 

The Ghost Town

An old little village was and were condemned and concluded, it happens many and dozen years ago, the graveyard can be rusty lookalike before, more than of spirits came up and appeared, their become friendly at first, however the best ghost town should be anything to resistance in time, until the moment a rest in peace out there, only one specific couple who live wisely enough to keep the town in stow and flow, and plenty of musicians to have exactly same thought in this opportunity town, a ghost town, you've got Johnny & June Patsy & Dick J.P Richardson Jr & Adrianne  Buddy Holly & Maria, The Best Of  American Sweethearts were Ritchie & Donna, and plenty of more out there in this decent land of ghost town ever lived, they became spirits and ghost to seek their own paths either way to the town themselves alone

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-8-18

Gigantic Falls, New York

Gal and Pal were grown up neatly and land lovers out there, these and those two to take a stroll all the way further then uptown, checking the important sites in their own northern eyes of fate, the sunrises upon and among into the west end, at first sight, he love the deeper sound of nature song, not too long, it seems very strong feeling, and she think to fall underneath his own unfinished arms, in charms, they adore running around in the whole entire to and from antique farms each by each, incredible young couple who lived a far-out place called Gigantic Falls, New York, inglorious lovebirds working together at the blues and jazz club, they become waiters and waitress, evenly singers to sing away smoothly on stage proudly in tuneful pitch

Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-5-18