Tuesday, March 26, 2019

It's A Good Life Between The Path

One little thought, there was a fine couple in a far-out kingdom, she warships many culture and nature herself alone, this uptight woman who never spilled her magnificent beans, she admitted to eating her breakfast lunch dinner, and a midnight snack, she can smack it like so, unless in her sweet path was grown gracefully indeed, those looks were enchanted, lightened brownish hairstyle will be shining straight up charmingly, her objective laugh might be historical efforts become a true legend, the man respective and selective who willing to be leaped of faith because a woman to fall in love every single time, he wants many stories were coming true, The End

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-26-19

Monday, March 25, 2019

Follow Up The Life

What mind to explore, and plenty of more, walking straight ahead to check out the store, on top the inner brain thoroughly in rain, it never falls, to hand the basketballs right front of you, observe the wondrous sky zoomed warmly indeed, a young man said to the successfulness land, the moment was even better than ever, I enjoyed many sunny days, on this day like that, my lovely own thought came through to honor and retire, somehow admire that easily, I admitted to walk many places near the Starbucks, walk through the mall of America malls in certain levels, same either as target into the best remarkable communities out there, totally independent, the dream will be something to seek many futuristic, I wanna do work in different ways in life, I love work near part-time careers in movie theater opportunities

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-25-19

Simple

Belonging poem came and written, as long as the words actually smallest and tallest to read in a proper way, righteousness to speak in hand, depending on many voices to be heard, unwillingly being on the radio stationary interviews nonstop sound effect, and divine to elect, unless to select the melody of love was a key, making sure the feeling to be open, simple, a good and wellbeing harmony to set in stone, passing the incline pathology road overstretched to and from, humongous spirit flows heavenly, simple, warm windy day has one significant breath of poetic groove, electrified soul comes with it, simple, the rainbows were across near in the land of fairy tale stories come alive

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-25-19   

Saturday, March 23, 2019

One Little Town

Once was a historian neighborhood place in a world like this, all the shortest  stories will be historical, chanceless town to seek upon outrage others, to live and survive, chillingly to high five, it might be expensive stores, not hardly to get cold sores, near the upper class fifties, opposite of the wind to shift and drift came through enchanted lands, one little boy who skipped the way, he enjoy his company oh, one little town to take the lead, the heart carried it out from the chest, the man who lives wisely, he met the townie woman in a little town, usually on love comes with it, the moment will be something else, one significant dream, amongst the world around

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-23-19

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

One Good Springtime

Fascinating of trees become and became as green, everlasting warm breeze zoomed gracefully as needed, a washed away of leftover snow was and were getting to melt like buttermilk in slow mode, one preheated sunlight gleams and steams up in flare, unless the fire burns quickly nonstop, near in the best warm side, it seemed to glide, onward and inward classicalism cars, walkers bicycling bikes roller skaters, and skateboarders too, usually the greatest out stunning ride on the platform street, sweetened feet to stand tall, daylight is more brightness alongside, spring breakers taken easy, and seek outpost and outcast adventure in their own inclined spiritualism efforts

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-20-19   

Monday, March 18, 2019

One Of The Kind, At Least Hot Dog Daze

Near upon the hometown streets, bunch of the old School music was to die heaven into the classic style of romance and love in poetic courses onward the fifties and sixties in glued, every single sky truly clear as colorized blued over and over passionately, they have many things to do, likely on the classy fairground festivals, especially on food and rides, parking the stylized cars in green cut grass, by the night like this, movie in the park, outside summarized concerts to watch, and sing along in tune, antique of dancing in groove, one of the best fifties and sixties clothes and dresses in length before then, they have to walk near the neighborhood through the Schools are every day long, when the sun rises up neatly and confirmed, they don't have many School buses around in these days out there 

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-18-19

Friday, March 8, 2019

A Flirt Is a Greatest Life

In School was bigger and larger places to seek, I seen some other to flirt on things are truly true, useful students actually learn about relationships, very strongly and serious thoughts in years, lot of them take many classes about the basics of flirtatious and sexes point of view to be unaware and overboard on touchable issue, likely personal analysis, secondary group therapy has one pacific meaning to have such word, it's not like overwhelmed to talk about it in certain time zone, onto the modern world from the fifties came from, into the our generation among twenty-first century is lot different then anything out to the community limits, I've watched many plays about flirtation efforts on stage before and therefore by other actors, I have many experiences in my behalf, when I was on stage, I French kissed of someone, into the real world I still do every time sincere of my lifestyle

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-8-19

Monday, March 4, 2019

Dream Is Like Something Cool

Keep the eyes was wondering, small things will grow, check out the heart only once and twice, try to do in the community encounters, unaware to write all different words everywhere, usually on t-shirts, and plenty of more, at least amount on the line to line straight ahead, some idea to get idealistic promise ring is worth wild to see and saw, underneath the heart to say, and think near the world looks like, contain the land was awesomeness, let the humongous  dream conceivable thought, interact theater is seemingly cool and extreme years before, way beyond the days were outrageous, I don't know my kindly future is and was in life, I show the world with hands and feet, depending on  another side, ageless mind and brain come and handy, I plead myself all of the time, I live the whole entire hemisphere, I rather retire soon, or later on a rest of my acting career 

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-4-19

Another Side Of The Road

What idea to oversized, what idea to overthink unlock the service, do not say in yellowish line was appeared for, it isn't covered of snowy legend, it wasn't that cold, unless not too old, the sunlight has been gold, it doesn't mold and untold the moment there, hold the street nice and confirmed, the poetically warm wind came, as many as rhythmic trees were swaying in motion, melody of grass was back and forward handsomely, another side of the bushes into the harmonized sound, a cement street has incredible backstory near upon many certain years ago sincerely, the bluish sky was super clear then, the other side of the roadway street was and is the infamous Lake to make spiritualism and healing sounds, it seemingly relaxed

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-4-19   

Saturday, March 2, 2019

In The Arms Of Love

Incredible Minnesotan couples who live forever, this kind and incorrigible  woman who put the romantic eyes to stare, being scared to have cold feet, one man in his time to stand, he's the bravest of all time, she admires to look at him, how much love to this magical land, he admitted his own empowered heart and soul was connected, these two have a good and excellent feelings each other in the whole entire moments ever made, the world is waiting for them, bride walk down the aisle smoothly, her happiness was growing so soft  enough, when the man in her dreams, he stepped in, same thought the man who falling in love the bride heavenly, how wonderful she is, she actually to  stepped in, they've hold their own hands successfully, it's called in the arms of love, married each other among the winds, and conquered their own little fairy tale stories coming true

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-2-19   

Fisherman

There Is a thought, somewhere in your brains, it never rains nearly in the spotless Laky river, one time she carried her cooler filled with beer, not any type of the best beers in the neighborhood, he has one biggest boat to sail, the sky is so clear and blue, one smallest wind carries on, preheated sunlight was on the other side, it might slide a bit long, he plugged his radio music, to listen on beat song, a slightly strong words coming thoroughly in tow, the man who has a notebook to write on, seemingly some heavy poetry words in his own unbeatable heart and soul himself alone, he loves to think about the one he cares for, the woman was on this boat, she wears a colorful pinkish coat, she wrote some romantic words too, he has a southern smile, she has a sweetest kind smile from the Eastern Bay area herself, they've become fisherman ever lived beforehand

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-2-19     

Friday, March 1, 2019

Grown Up Poem

Once upon a time ago, when I grow up handsomely, I like to do something in the future dream to work, only things in mind to set in stone, likely to honor and teamwork of part-time career in the best movie theaters around entire nationwide, a rest of my time came from instead of theater business another chapter on the different type of roadway street, I rather wait when the new year rises up inglorious lifestyle goes by, on Monday, March 30, 2020. that's a time I wanted to tie my own knot forever and ever, I willingly to this day forward, I hope it happens when I grew up proudly and strong, I truly adore that either and neither way 

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-1-19

A Fairy Tale Was A Classic

Divine the secret and secured for, what certain prospective motive would and should the lines fulfilled, a modern woman who live wisely, she admires to wear classy Patsy Cline's apron on her lovely waste-line, how to dedicate it was in modern age, her curly hair is total perfection beforehand, partly smiles to lift up beautifully, her classical adventure has been alive in years than, she will be near the upper thirty-five limit, a single and unmarried woman who've and who'd believe in the world of lifetime, in a free time, she adores to type her own electric typewriter smoothly, she tells her hilarious stories into the lovely and kind words outrageously and out stunningly, a woman to live once like anything else, until the time goes wild, she like to rule her dreams, even the
lands too, she created her own characteristics

Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-1-19