Coffee & Croissants

Bunch of the adulthood theme, totally extreme too, sat down and listen, one of them stand on the stage, front centered to take a lead, all the American tables either side, freshly painted chairs in a certain row, the tables were long and huge filled with notebook and pencils and pens to write a poem about life around you to expiration, near than fifteen straight minutes, it could've been short and long phrases and metaphors, the microphone would be into the middle spot, it willing to be a song, with or without instrument to keep ultimate beat, open mic straight-up poetry in rhythm to speak thoroughly in their opportunity hearts, uprising spirit and soul combine

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-31-19 

Be Careful The Word Came From

Upbeat number has a purpose to say, outwitted word to the community land was forgiven, unless the curse would be romantic in seven to write it on silver pen and piece of pinkish outlined paper could've been longer and stronger word to describe with love, you've cannot to twist that subject respective gift after all and mankind to revealed the inner story was unified culture onto the  artistic ways, besides with and without compassion was even more eagerly awareness around the openminded course, seek the realistic word upon your lifeless moments ever, let the empowerment to flow, wishful able to fly near  winded clear oversized sky of hope

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-31-19   

Quest Poem

Is like very long to seek, even then twenty four thousand of acres in miles can released and pleased on the easier track of roadway streets, not hardly bare naked feet to walk with it, between sandals and shoes in different sizes within  on infamous New York style of wheels, lot bigger of Quest came from either direction, take a good rest little bit more, not with the car, or a greyhound bus all the way through in a small town somewhere and somehow to walk with blades underneath those, carrying grooviest bags on their own kind of  heavy and light backs come along

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-30-19

Mother, She Wanted Her Dream

Once upon a time, there was a mother who loved adventurous land herself, it feels like the wind attached to her own sweetheart spirit, she adores her smell of flowers and plants togetherness, hearing the rain coming down under, the moment of thunder sound effect straight shot, she likes overthink upon her lifetime achievement stories ever been told, she's the coolest, she's the good grooviest person on earth, she doesn't care about the cold wintry weather that much too, she goes on many excellent trips in the road and flown like it is, when she woke up her own outrageous bed, every smile can brighten up compassionately

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-29-19

Let The Eagle Dead End

One night ago, the bird made of blackened feathers to fly so high, it'll fly soothingly in an opened dark orange lookalike skyline, he landed some littlest graveyard cemetery into the creepiest woods, he looks up the dead-ended like the blended trees hanging down in thread, all the bread crumbs everywhere next to the owners tombstone standing still and will, went on top the legend uptight hill, in a wrong turn section trail, be unsure the ingrown nail should be sharper and sharpest, do not stepped on it, or else to get hurt, the eagle who never went on the pokey pine tree-like that

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-29-19 

Keeping Up The Dream

Try to think, check on the entire link, okay and obey to wink, unusual thought of mind and so kind, just breathe as it goes further, one day forward to take a step thoroughly on the tricky side of workaholic uptown sidewalks coming to the beloved business buildings, keep everything on track, especially channel nine news reporters to be written the stories are true, the dream actually was big-time partnership and leadership as well, but, you updated to tell the rich and famous celebrities on the spot, I knew it was a lot, to make it outstanding shot beforehand, they've got the ultimate power, they'd got the greatest part to interviewed around the worldwide and nationwide is like a kissing booth, it might've been true-entire book of dreams

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-29-19 

Love And Thunder

Being outside the thunderous rain was fallen forever
and ever lived, the man who've become thunder god
in thin uproarious air, his voice overheard echoing to
the one he loves conceivable, the woman who listens
beautifully, Jane Foster's tears came down the softened
cheek to cheek gracefully, her love story was even more
stronger than that and what, usually were shocking and
electrified to seek love, Jane Foster's romance overcome
successfully, the characters have their own love interest
she has experience either certain way. when she walked
mythological path, exactly same trail the Thor went on
with her completely and magically involved

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-28-19   

Outlet Of Dreams

Belonging spirits and souls were connected to show, somewhat in the world looks like, a place to live, a place to relax, a place to reveal your artistical storyline to begin middle and end, endurance of freedom coming along, it is really strong feeling, somewhere entire big cities able to walk on, the winded takes off suddenly and heavenly around there in grooviest Arizona, willingly to be warm, beaches were nice and breathtaking to soak up the compassion feet running grounded sand, drinking coolest ice teas, reading the book and overlook, try to hook on it really well, living like a perfect dream, fantastically house she loves the best, her dreams would die heaven, her man was even happier than ever too, he lived in the dream so great, they've got the boat to sail together wisely like it is

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-28-19 

Sculptured Of Life

Clayish stone to create, the chisel of any typical
the tool, it runs really deep and purred into the
superior edges around, edit something really
the cool shape of the minded brain imagination
about charming stories would be friendly
celebrity crush on earth, or the one who falls
deeply in love for real on the heartfelt road
to sculpted with passion, find the art of love
and warmth combine each other, leaped in
the side of your little feet, let the breathable
spirit flows. admitted opening eastern eyes
from another to create that

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-25-19

One Little Mind

Checking on the mountain, overlook the Bronx linen clouds were splattered in pieces every single warmhearted cent, crossing Laky waters came, ultimate breeze zoomed lightly flows, unless it shows beautifully like one amazed and crazed of marshmallow rose peddles was thickened, not hardly sickened on the breathable paths, captured the inner spirit of goodness, soulfulness has been released the eastern grass become shortened and sweetened, walking on the wealthiest feet to glide, one piece of mind to set, let stand on it, who's in, who's out, and plead on the heart itself, read the story about humanity to the world of love, compare that, being scared and afraid of things, be like the truest kings and queens on earth, be friendly each other, and seek nature and cultural efforts around, try to be one huge group in one symbolized breath

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-24-19     

Staying Up Late

The timeless was kicking in, playing games
nonstop action and satisfaction hours were
the enormous issue, usually the laptop workers
to type away like it is, willingly to watch some
two and three-hour-long movies, during the
work night, and school night hours, especially
on weekends too, eating inglorious snacks,
out stunning drinks in hand, properly on can
or bottle of beverages, wearing pajamas on
with Californian slippers, between Captain
Marvel and Avengers Endgame to dry up the
northern tears of joy and love, to make a good
laughs in their own hearts to fled

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-23-19 

Feelings, But, I Hope The Dream Comes Up

I walked up handsomely, my heart was calm and easy, I open my sweet and tender eyes heavenly in tow, I liked my freedom, I loved my wisdom, depending on the heavy-duty spirit perfection, I wonder to seek many adventures like this beautifully, a middle-aged man who compares and combines the dream will be set in stone everywhere than here, feelings are like something inside of the gut and chest right there, the woman I put my eyes on, oh my lord, she always be terrific one, I truly felt that outrageousness, workaholic theater companies are truly great and superior efforts and supporters, that's why I over-drooled and worship theaters, my feelings came up about touring road trips on foot, not even than fingers too

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-23-19

Duluth, Minnesota

Upbeat town was given, driven has been long and sweet, to give the groovier place oversee, unless the mind to speak freely, a lot of things to walk on, let's talk away in harmony on words, amongst others who captured the spirit has flown by cities like that, the band of entertainment music art dance poetically poets around thee and thou, humongous community can be lid up proud, it might be one pacific cloud from the earthly sky, feel the love, a soulfulness of heart, depending on the deeper side of laughs were identically, let the inner and thinner voices overcome, Duluth, Minnesota should take and give to the cultures of land, upgraded nature would be grown in many sizes deep

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-22-19

Carefree

Once was a couple who live wisely, the one who walked close to her sweetly like the airy clouds appeared for or what, the romantic one to take the eye on him heavenly in bread and butter, carefree, these two were in love over and over out stunningly, carefree, anniversary has begun in this time, brilliant one who cherished the world of hers, this young intelligent guy like him, he tries to make her laugh constantly nonstop, he loved her so, because he fled his feet up high cause of her kindness, even her magic was outstandingly involve before, he fingered out to write love poems about one woman he loves the best, he kept going and going soothingly, she lives free to him romantic as it is and was, carefree, to sit and sat each other on pinewood chairs

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-21-19 

Once Upon A Time, One Streetwise Boy, He Likes To Play His Own Toy

Once upon a time, one streetwise boy, he
likes to play his own toy, wandering around
to see astonishing shoo, shoo train into the
playground track, he falls in love with it, his
name is ordinary Scottie, he's only twelve-year-
the old boy himself, he adores to have fun, he loves
his sunny side dolls, and building blocks into
different color, he wanted to play Wreck-It
Ralph game every single time during the day
like this, he admitted to wearing his Transformer
Pajamas, he admires his own Smurf's bed, he
worship to drink Mountain Dew. seemed a few
as long he blows his bubbles, Scottie who lives to
jump up and down on his lovely bed, and fled

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-18-19   

Delighted Life

How much to give and gave in time, followed the road to connect with, take the eyes to seek, sitting down on the bench, and believe it was there like that in the nearest space, something to put the compassionate heart, usually mind of creative thought to discover and recover the adventure was reborn, telling a good story in rhythm among the lines, willingly to led the path was flowing inward, the one who've walked forward and toward to see the dream world awaits you, wakened to be open, all the brightened smiles were big and easy enough out there, something more, and to sail upward shoreline sea

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-16-19   

Try, do Not Ever To Cry

It isn't easy about things, exactly be careful untwine the pout so much, and please can you do not shout so loud, couldn't struggled the innocent cloud came through, if somebody to be proud every day and every single night has fallen forever and ever at the time, everyone plead to cry on raindrops upon their own cheeks, unless, let get dress, over these words were, try, do not ever to cry constantly nonstop, use the ultimate breath into the rhythmically  moment to shine, and overstretched in line, falling in love was overcome in combine by one person who believe and achieve

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-15-19 

Mysterious Poet

Longtime ago, there was a young farmer himself from Lakeview Alabama, he worked at the private eye of his long sweet life, a heartfelt wife he truly love the best, he admitted that easily, but, romantically involved, overthink of an up going poem to write and resolved the mystery effects him alone, a household wife who never knew, he was a mysterious poet, she realized and shocked by her husband was work for living, he tells his secretive poetry stories can be bit true in the entire day, he thought to be magnificent spy, he momentarily was mysterious poet by charming husband of hers, she actually believe it herself before and therefore, those theories would be astonishingly, he felt in love to the woman, he discovered that, The End

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-14-19   

Fabulous, It Seemed Too Fabulous

Whatever the sweeter town has numerous thought and sought, by land by tiny sand all together in oceanic waves would be sounded band of musically effort belongings beneath, whiplash painting across the stream, totally cream soothingly, upload streetway road overstretched near the Bonfire, Illinois was popularity produce, the Illinois opening up the brightened mind, incredible brains, bunch of trains coming through on tracks, ultimate historic events was to die for, poetic big city parks and recreation, follow the brick made streets of sidewalks in ten buck two, artistically adventure has many levels, is like one piece of the download picture book, and overlook, not overcook of sunlight gleams and beams away

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-13-19

On The Summertime Poem

Sunny day has been warmly, beaches can be huge and deep, outwitted sands will be made and attached, green colorized grass was gloomed perfectly, sound of mastermind wind actually in ten million miles per hour, walkable tour hike streetway Minnesota path could be longer and stronger perfection, the older class of summertime achieved in this fantastical world, especially to have fun momentarily, let the inner spiritualized cultures and natures would be release upgraded minds, and exploration brains were everywhere than here, bunch of craziest hearts leaped, all the Facebook and YouTube followers, eventually to set in foot onto the third rate cloud, not too loud, being proud with love and compassion, make it alive and well done, The End

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-6-19 

One Hug, Twosome Kisses

I remember to have these things, it makes me a better man, when I fall in love with an intelligent and romantic woman on earth, one hug is like a piece of cake, twosome kisses achieved and received, I truly believed every day long in a certain moment to shine, I let her cry so, dearest, southern tears came down so soft and light, one on either cheek to cheek, another was on the infamous bare naked cherry lips to be kissed, it never been missed every time straight ahead, the artistic heart will bounce away easily, one hug, twosome kisses would be to die for, to take your spirit flow, not too slow, make a good beloved show, The End

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-3-19

East And West

East look like enchanted place before and after, west lookalike another town to seek history of the best Bloomington's interest ever made, that part would be upgrade, get some leftover shade behind those compassionate trees, not friendly bees come around, especially certain beehives were attached nearest east and west cities across the borders, meanwhile, to take a long hike mile all day, willingly to stay in the modern city of Bloomington, Minnesota would take many of amazing stories coming true, properly in different color of life around there, some other land was even bigger then New York town, eastern and western areas were cleaner, it's perfection, and to find the affection, it is a good selection into the fantastical poetry socialized cultures

Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-2-19