Quote To Write On The Notebook, Able To Wrote It Down

Expertise to use the pencil, or the expensive kinda pen to get, or to find the uptown chisel, and put it with upbeat citizen word to be glued together into the Stonebridge silver rocks, a wilderness wood made in Californian pine, it is truly fine, smell incoming dessert wine, one single nine-word phrase, making some tiny and little noise, infamous cement sidewalk came through our land to stand tall, even then small line haiku cue, it might've been turning in blue over and over to swirl the coloration method come to you, and making one good love story right through unbeatable heart, shrines the beginner of art and smart combine, when the couples were standing, or sitting to see some sunset gleams and dreams heavenly

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-31-20           

To Chose The Groove You've Been On, Don't Take It Seriously

Cannot understand the world of violence, we don't need chaos and gangs to destroy our community shoppers entire hemisphere, it seems wrong and cruel in this time right now and then, throw and threw things on certain smashed some windows like that, unprofessionalism, this is a wrong path to walk on northern foot, it isn't madness and sadness and badness around in the whole nationwide everywhere than here, we're trying to stay put, we're connecting entire town in better shape, we need ultimate groove, the American people who willing to take the stand, we're suffering and pain about the shutdown and lockdown whole neighborhood cities on the risk of coronavirus away so quickened and fastened, but, it takes time to tango, no more riots chaos and gangs out into the streets of Minnesota, and rest of the United States within alone, we need the secondhanded roads to be clean and crisp, and showing some respective motive

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-30-20     

Big Hearts, Littlest Hands

Only one think of something on the righteousness track, humongous smiles appeared for, opened eagerly eye straight ahead forward enough, keeping those innocent love in a good beloved spirit, everlasting trails to walk on feet warmly, but, it toasted up so quickly itself alone, the showable universe came out suddenly beforehand, absolute band to play and sing along, take a notch or two, the sign attached of the word become big hearts, littlest hands connectedly involved, briefly of the day is safe and protect, usually, select and elect upon the opportunity land, make everything improved to be happy faces around and around in the community centralism point a view, big city and statehood speaker address the whole wannabee nationwide to tell the hugely story are finally true to make it happen in life, the speaker ended up like me, I wish to fly like a duck or one little pigeon on earth

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-29-20

The Southern Beauty

Once upon a time, some little woman who explores her notified nakedness in a certain time zone around thee. laid downward couch beautified culture has come, this is the picture to look and see, but, to be free out there, in her kind breathable blue shape necklace upon the southern neck was truly long and sweet, her juiceable lips would've been purged of color naked red, twosome eyes made in brown lookalike naturistic texture, her inner beauty has been so soft and tender like, she conquered the world of artistic models achieved either way, compassionate was growing in her, the hair was even shorter as it is, her spirit has flown forever and ever, the painted sculpture was taken once  in a lifetime since many decades longer and longest, her beauty is deeper by the minute, even her looks are expiration

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-29-20

Do Not Able To Destroy, It Isn't A Unified Toy

How you'll live, how you'd contact the world peacefully and kind, how you  need some respective notice, we wanted to love and heart around each other in this day and this whole entire year without suffering alone, we couldn't have idealistic and realistic pain, this is our field to step on, we're not destroyer by certain places overrule every single path, stand your statehood feet on the good and positive ground, take your worldwide hands on their own pockets every time now and ever before, but, do not able to destroy, it isn't a unified toy, upright land to give and hope togetherness, let them grow, let them think straight ahead wisely, let the nationwide to be better and stronger into the time kicks in, if everyone and everybody should take the next Levelized  hero themselves to save the recovered entire world of coronavirus scandals and crises, even the lockdown, and shutdowns to reopen, and try to respect our community lands around in the state itself alone within and indeed

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-28-20   

Right On The Spot ( One Good Looking Dream So Far )

Telling a short and long story to create opposite words, removable trees and bushes came heavenly shape, open waved Lakes appeared, the garden has numerous culture overspend upon the easy beloved trails and sails, relax of the day, take your time to stay amongst the east coast borderline town of eastern winds, an outstanding small town to seek, even the highest mountain tops and hills everywhere, the breathable skyline was turning into the brightened  blue, darkened bluish color too, ultimate cities to put those innocent eyes, to show many things on the spot before, must and just a dream come true and kind, obliviate of nature can be the tasteful and wonderful smell, but, greener as it is and was, the boats sailing away so soft and tender, the sounds are unified to follow each other, described the inner painting expertise

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-27-20   

I Cherishes The World To Be

It was openly, it was fun, it was astonished, it was suburban, it was pleasant and reverent to be, upon the heath, wrapped up on the southern wreath, I ride a horse, a horse, my kingdom is a horse, the world is like a charming and belated place into the whole raspberry town neck to toe, if I created the new character, somewhere over the mysterious Rainbow came up high, when the bluebirds fly, the world is to me in there, I wish to work as long as I lived, I'd   adore anything entire plot, kicking my gorgeous feet up and shine, get some sunshine coming in slowly enough, describing the Californian sidewalks and high-class parks, low-class grass getting greener, medium-class cities to see and saw handsomely land of trails, calmly down on the righteousness beach momentarily day, an afternoon day after all

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-26-20 

In My Decent Dream

I live wisely in the gigantic world, I expended largely and huge in life, I admit entire hemisphere was growing increased, I am middle age wannabee man who think to try something as new as it is, somewhat in the time goes further away, I wanted to able kick my stretchable feet up, I adore to wearing my bathrobe and pajamas on in certain day, I've got my lovely Starbucks iced cold Carmel Frappuccino, or hot chocolate too, I am retire actor myself alone rest of my career, a fulltime poet writer, I love to do it at home, I have some unique ways to do out there to the next life kicks in, right know I live in kind Bloomington house, the next ten and eleven and twelve and thirteen and fourteen and fifteen and sixteen and seventeen years later on, whenever, I am a lot older, no one to put me in the nursing and senior home ever lived since, I wanted to live a peaceful and lovable carefree apartment somewhere in the state of Minnesota, if I have a chance to live out of the state, I prefer to Time Square, New York myself, this is my beloved dream 

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-25-20       

A Writer's Path

Is like a telling the story about life, recreative bench alike words came, idents line onto the unified sidewalks nearby a neighborhood walk, able to write some obliviate and classified notebook, million-dollar signature pen by HughJackman, but, overlook and described things right on the breathtaking eye everywhere than here, sitting there was untouched, few of reverent trees can move either direction, the sunlight hits another side, less wind attached and overstretched, the wrath of whitened cloud passing through, the milkiest and silkiest river across the streams a lot smoother, not much on waves occurred for or what, somewhat and somehow in this writeable ideas, and show it with compassion each other

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-24-20   

Grow & Grew

Frequent states around the world should be Grow & Grew in a proper way of life and love is worth trying, righthanded trial and sail on foot, divine the one who cannot handle to pull that ingrown root out so suddenly, upon the best dreams ever lived, the universe is truly big and tall, futuristic point a view was as enormous land and islands revealed, referring to Grow & Grew in a certain part, who've and they've followed their own destinies right into the centered of the finest cities and states outreached limitlessly, unlocked those keyless locks openly, it is not unlike to build the silver brick walls over the top, let them to Grow & Grew, everything is on the risk, keep them alive, look those innocent American people, they wanted to Grow & Grew, this is not the graveyard to dig and buried alone. everlasting breath in and out

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-23-20       

Rain Is Like A Train Set

Rain is like a train set, but, it jingles through the single-chain sound, not much pain, wear something to dangled in slain, imagine going to western Spain on the realistic spot, not quite a lot, usually not too hot on things, one moment to check the whole place out, when the rainstorm cloud came forward from the skyline, dropped so quick and kick, what a symbolize slick, it might've been thick enough, cannot able to catch some brick of hail, be careful not being so sick around thee and thou by the finest nature has come, rain is like a train set, untold the story to let it flow, and make it a really slow paste, you'll taste it beauteousness texture of northeastern wind has blown down under, until the thunder rumbling and crumbling along, what an insightful song, it isn't wrong to note, keep everything in stow

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-23-20   

Cynical Poem

One humanized woman, she has been cynical before, modelized static of art to tell the nakedness sculpture on earth, any tropical of stories came from or shall be closer and closest by nature whereabouts, the compassionate would be upraised of beauty in kind to her, depending on the heap of mythologic has come alive and survive, the eye oversees to follow cynical skies, totalized of humankind to blare amongst the unsweetened sunlight statue, unfortunate plot of the old Aphrodite's love, her faithfulness hands and identified fingers to touched her own godly cheekbones really soft and tender, slowly and wise correspondently in time, this is the world of fantasies in thereupon the south beach of California lands and islands combine

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-22-20     

There's A Young Boy Named Is Dash

Once upon a time ago, a sweet little boy who loves to hike
in the neighboring town, he saw many rabbits, one good
looking deer, and ducks crossing by, he admitted seeing
some gooses on their own flock.

one day, he has some breadcrumbs, but, he shares it with
his young sister ARIETTY, they threw upward to the sky, she
asked Dash, can I share it to Clover, he said to her, yes I do,
so, ARIETTY bring some breadcrumbs to Clover, she threw
straight on top too.

couple hours, these three gathered, Dash liked to play catch
to the park, he throws the ball to Clover, she threw the ball to
ARIETTY as well as it is, they smiled deeply and playful.

doing the afternoon day, they got themselves a chocolate
milk with a single straw in it, those three love to blow bubbles
each other.

Dash and ARIETTY and Clover wanted to have same bedrooms
together, three little beds, they'll be wanted to jump on their own
kind and lovable beds upward and downward together

ARIETTY said to her brother dash, and her sister Clover, do you
like to have a race track, we can race together, Dash was excided
to do it, Clover, totally cool, I love to do it.

Clover, she wanted to ask them, do you wanted to build a treehouse
on the backyard, Dash said, totally extreme, ARIETTY, she admired
that too.

His father Eric came along, and his mother Amanda came along
to the backyard to play constantly, they said to the children, it's
time for dinner, they have to wash their hands with soap and hot
water, they did

Dash and ARIETTY and Clover sat down on the couch
to watch some Television and hit to sack, they helped
wearing their own pajamas, The End

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-22-20 

The Land, Respect Entire Field Of Land

Usually to take their own chances in life, how'd to live so far, corresponded is and was upon the finalized writeable notebook appealed to read thoroughly metaphoric measures, the upbeat stories conceived, get some criticism in the time, claustrophobic crises overbearing, not even then five or six feet away, it seemed ridiculous rule ever made, I wanted to able, right on the fifth table to be close encounters, it isn't the virus being touched at, not unlike death & dying alone cause of that, everyone and everybody thought the world never ended like that, explain the lockdowns and shutdowns, cannot show and respect the entire field of land, received the land, outside is not a killer, revealed the mask, I like to ask, the breeze the wind the air compares, either way, it will help the community of nature, mother nature has been happy enough, do not dare to make her mad and sad, she felt guilty to be bad

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-21-20

The Backbone

One thought of mind to get your backbones in place, characteristically abled to involvement connecting straight on top completed and compelled whole different land of a statue standing intent, preferring one who played spy suite displayed by James Bond lookalike culturalism came from, scientific experts and gadgets to build their own idealistic backbones everywhere, as many as manualized actors to set on foot entire hemisphere of entertainment, inward the royalties and loyalties came into the same realistic path, the voice can be heard of, the walk and talk straightened ahead, it followed many storylines is really deep words coming through

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-20-20     

Straight On Top Of Feelings

My point a view was to me, I believe of things around the world of theater life since a long time, almost then twenty-three years to be happier, laughter, heart and love, I give my hopes and miracles into the third wheeled path of mine forever and ever, I love to work upon the ultimate future. usually, I give many interacts, theater supporters, same thought of Government supports as it is and was, I was totally glad to interact theater would be open, my feelings were actually growing peacefully in tow, the word of future is to me, terrified and fear, especially, worriedness can be very deep inside of me, I have been home since many months, I am only forty-five of age, I could and would be younger. when I am honored to be old, but, actually I am, overthink of nature surrounded me, I can't obey the rules, I wanted to move on the situation, that's how I felt that way

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-19-20

Usual Poem

One symbolized lands and islands connected
either roadway street has come, speak inward
sound, upon the unforgettable ground, heard
above humongous wave echoed voices down
under, craved of splashiest sunlight onto the
a couple beats more, We Are Artist, Mmm, Mmm,
Mmm, We Are Artist, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm. plant
your feet, hold the softened hand, don't let go, show
some upbeat laughs, you wanna go out to see
ordinary world, it seems very colorful of Rainbows
indifferent color, We Are Artist, Mmm, Mmm,
Mmm, We Are Artist, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm, to set
the day, let us pray our homeland gleams and
dreams fulfilled, we wanted to be heroes to them
alive and survive each other

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-18-20   

Kentucky Spirit

Louisville, Kentucky is a charming place, outstanding scenery to see and saw between your own angelic eyes, highest mountains were huge and brighten up the beautifully entire town before and therefore, every single land to give and live perfectional surroundings, exhale the windless breeze came, you'll honor the name too, standing on the sandy beach, identified the waves were sound of spiritualism music can be upward and downward soothingly, remembered the city and state attached, the sunrise and sunset gleams and dreams would be seeking to, how pretty it is, sister, close your luxurious eyes, imagine there is a refreshing Kentuckian voice around you, and give the heart and spirit to declare amazing trees movingly involved, the artistic ways of life, every single flower actually grow and grow, smell deliciously rain dropped overhead, until the day, when you try to open the eye, awakened eye was up and shine, this is your own Kentuckian love

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-17-20 

Shakespearean Land ( Romeo & Juliet's Statue Park )

Virtualized technology has and was an overflow, one of the manualized systems can be old and rusty lookalike metaphoric nature overcome, it is anew in the distinct world of high equality efforts, especially on a short and long recreate the whole entire sentence overthrown sincere, Shakespearean expertise onto the classicalism literature to be reborn and rebirth by his own creative words of wisdom and freedom in his own experienced, he brought the lines of his own upraised sonnet on the deeper kind of love overpacked, his favorite writeable and readable by Romeo & Juliet's quest belongings each other, the benches occurred for couples plaque of name to be plastered on it, usually to sit on the wisecracking and wayward benches, made from French wood by certain brownish colorific ways, stylize culturalism landmarks, upon the parks and sparks in their own incredible smile within

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-17-20       

Sweet, On The Secondhanded Street

Sweet, on the secondhanded street, make some
birdy sounds of the tweet, tapper and unified  feet to
use magnificent rhythm effectively waterfalls has
fallen gentle, 

sweet, on the secondhanded street on the
righthanded set, you bet, and let it floe
entire day ever taught in the timely ways, upon
the enchanted melodic and harmonic southern
voices overcome,

not hardly overwhelmed into the highest
and lowest note, one songwriter who
wrote many upbeat wordy lines and combines
overstretched, some mountain top of lightly cloud
of love, a Judy Garland's love,

she followed her own yellowed brick roads
heavenly and peacefully, she'd given her heart
of wisdom, even freedom, she becomes a true
beloved actress in many of filmmaking movies
upon her lifelong career, her tapper, and to take
the groove on the dance floor came along
too, sweet, on the secondhanded street

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-17-20     

Once A Good Beloved Day

Sitting down to the patio deck chairs, nice and warmly, delighted sunlight is shining bright enough, ingrown northern grass was getting greener, those fascinating trees become greenest too, crispier winds attached, a breathable air unleashes, some couple who enjoyed the company, admits to holding and held resisted hands, she has her red cherry champagne onto the silver glass, he has one Mike's hard Grapefruit lemonade in the later afternoon day, she swept the remarkable feet straight up, he smiled at her only once before and therefore, they kissed like so soft and tender lookalike, but, he melts his spirit to the one he loves the best, she looked at him closely upon his romantic eye or to, the woman who loved him so much more, she wanted to cry her love in the world to him constantly, cause she falling in love over and over, she'll melt her soulfulness heart right there

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-14-20     

In My Gut Of Mine

I believe many things in life, I miss working constantly, I want to work in my time, I feel something inside, I can hardly explain of my employment career is almost over, in my gut of mine was to me, it looks like a dreadfully rollercoaster, right on top, until then, all the way downward loop to loop into the upside-down and curved diagonalized around, it seemed really awesome ride so far, but, I can feel it over and over the conceivable issue, I take an ordinary front row seat right-handed to raise my poetically hands up high and low, I'd have a dream like that, since... last night ago

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-13-20

The Dream, Is A Classicism Dream

It is unique sunlight, going to the modern Californian culture and nature on the sweet little land, walking through the town himself alone, when it does open up on time, speak now and hold your peace, not anything else, upon a scenic situation feeling, some big lovable trees came up, the shoppers willing to rise up, the landscapes and landmarks would be enormous, statehood tiny bench to sit straightly forward, planted your western feet, catching up the on the edge sounded street, humongous brained wind zoom and broom among in the pleasant out of reach air coming each other, one divine city is totalized artform and artifact myths to see

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-12-20

There's One Part, There's Another Part

Depending on the plate, one little thing on top of that
to take a bite, or a nibble, the delicious and delight piece
into the kitchen countered table, usually able to eat one
sliceable and sizeable small, but, medium cherry lime cake
with extra vanilla frosting lookalike moisturized texture of
life and love crumbling your precious stomach, the frosty
lips were covered, it is easy to lick that off deeply and purred
all the wayward ways, totally rich flavor type, it willingly to
die for, or what, right through it

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-11-20 

( Friend )

How'd the friend walking outside, upon a Sweetland park, describe the story is to him, sitting an old shady bench was made in French wood, with a good  ordinary writeable notebook to grab the bare western naked hand, sunlight gleams and dreams handily, smiling heavenized culture, feeling ingrown little warm enchanted northeastern winded breeze lightly and slightly enough, he
admires anything to create life and love combine, he actually drank Orange flavor Sunkist, he has the experience to have tattoos around of his twosome and upbeat and mastermind arms, he called himself, a friendly hip hop James, he got the ultimate groove and style, opportunities to write all day long, admits to being artistically revolved the word

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-11-20   

Good Day ( And Bad Day )

Dress up, nice and neat, I clean shaved, think of fun thought coming through me, I traveled so suddenly, drink some leftover Bud Light beer doing the day so far and wise in weekdays alone, when I was feeling happy enough, I loved to take an afternoon stroll, catching some extra breeze coming in, I was thinking about good memories I was in Thailand days ever, I wish to come back once more, but, I rather go to Fort Snelling Cemetery to see grandma, and some friend who passing away since a long time, when I feel bad on things, unlikely about the one I love to see, I rather drink Mike's Hard Lemonade Liquor into the time frame of mine completed, I feel bad and sad and mad, I never been worked in ages long, it kills me a lot more, I am a workless man on earth

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-10-20   

Take A Good Look Of Himself

Shakespearean words were so heavy and solid, he meant the myths become  stronger and eager, by the intelligent bench made of pinewood, his writings are classified on a unison notebook of his, a young man who wrote sonnets and screenplays beneath by his own peaceful heart, he believes the truest of feeling compares to him forever, his compassion on love was a opened the old rusty book, he appeals his own name, a loyalty name called the legendary William Shakespeare, his statue of him could be a masterpiece, he actually to become a truly heroic man on earth, he grown up as a teenager, he has one pacific dream, screenwriter, and sonnet writers around the worldwide, he put his good eye each other, he lives free so far

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-10-20 

Girlfriend ( First Love Letter Poem )

The woman who loves to ask, she wanted the best and the outstanding name is to her, girlfriend, every smile to shine brighter, alternative dreamy eyes upon straighter, empowered of laughs and giggles tenderly, amongst the voices to talk tenderloin ways on a certain word, how she lives to sing away, girlfriend, I rather watch her walk thoroughly straightened further ahead into the rhythm mode, girlfriend, capture the moves to dance alongside, she still has some groove and style indeed, idealistic hairstylist was shorter and sweet, as it is to the world of beauty inward land. when someone cries heavenly in a C Minor cord by modern piano key, girlfriend, how pretty she is, how romantic she is to her, basically it is true, the sky is turning blue everywhere than here

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-9-20   

Minnesota Kiss ( Around The World Of Beauty Within )

Divine nature has talked, what ends and blends carried on, no more then suspends, one pacific citizen of the state would honored to kiss beneath the planet earth awakens, it isn't about certain illness and sickness, it is not able to have something in the mind of coronavirus kiss, it never happens sincerely, one little brainless wonder who should not take, all the state has been kissed like that, same thought of the state of Minnesota, this is our state within, I quote the whole state itself alone, one day and someday to be back, and remember that kiss, Minnesota kiss, and dozen or more, has their experiences to have a simple taste of it, no worries on that beforehand, it is time to reveal the one who actually believes a lot of thought and sought, humankind is our true identified culture, this is the kiss to heal, a kiss to save the world without to die to sleep and no more

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-8-20 

Cherry Land

Upon a time ago, there was a magnificent boy who traveled so far, he walked perfectly in place, he found some enlarged island, one cherry land who lived free, and to see some breathtaking trails and sails wonderfully in two simple lanes coming through, one of them are bicycle path, another was a walkable pathology way in life, to feel the delicious and scrumptious winded breezes zoomed lightly, not that much on the regularity of trees crossing by, there was a bench close to the wavy beaches, it'll be captured by, he brought a songful notebook with rhythmic words coming in, he uses the naturistic guitar, he'd tune everything up, he spices up the culture in harmonized, he gives the truest melody of magic in thin wannabee sound echoes of music floes

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-8-20       

Be Free ( Beware To See )

Walking through, let the groove came, Sacramento air and wind actually flew gentle, one day sooner, the streetwise became longer situation, the cities can ally to be bigger equalities, those and these states would've been enlarged by the Californian hands and feet combination, everlasting breathable land is extreme measures, the weather nice and warm, the feather advice on the field of daisies and flowers were popped up so suddenly, ultimate beaches to soaked bare naked feet, closed ironically eyes, imagine of the sounded waves correspondently intact levels, up and down soothingly input of harmony and melody surrounded by, whelms of spiritual effect, divine the deeper soul has a purpose trail and sail alongside 

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-7-20 

Realistic Poem

The road was even stronger, I love to work when I was getting older, ageless wonder has grown many idealistic roots, in my own town of careers on there before, I was glad to be a theater actor myself alone, I adore that, but, some realistic ways of life within, upon ingrown heart I have to check on several of times over and over, there is another world I love to look at, it seemed real to me out there, I am so happy to change few extra parts, I cherished the land I chose for or what, in this day forward and toward of love, bare with me, the world has shaken me down slowly, I will rather be home, I will rather be taking care, I will rather be taken adventures with friends, family, and love ones togetherness and resourcefulness around 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

5-7-20  

I'm Stuck ( IT Is Truly True In My Book Of Fame )

It isn't pretty enough, Ain't got the nickel
out of me, I've got the microchip in my
own body of soulfulness, I am not the only
Dark Man, hiding the innocent face of mine, not
the eyes to see and free overlook, I'm stuck
inside of that, I'm stuck, I don't wanna be
transferred into the second personalized to
sit likable duck with off-guard wings and
unbelievable feet to walk in the place, I can't
fly so high and low, I just like a humankind
duck, my voice echoes from there, why me
in this charming kick back day, I won't lay
the ingrown egg came throughout like that, I
was truly able to be stuck forever

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-6-20     

The Beaches ( Recalled The Nude Beach )

Oddly adventures have grown, the observed island came from, adulthood beaches across in the bay, useful to stay and reserved, there is a sign with words and lines combine each other, all summarized tropical trees, totally brightened of coloration, a bunch of young coeds skinny-dipped on the beach waters, I wish to walk there someday soon, properly nearby the afternoon rush hour or two in a big dreamiest cities ever made, I keep my serious smile alert, peep, peep, peep all the way in the downtown of Los Angeles, California, a world-class poet right on the legendary spot, not so hot, it might be a lot in there, it isn't that spooky overlooked, my eyes would be hooked on, in a brick of day, I will be bringing my notebook to write, drinkable Sprite, one over-drooled blueberry donut to bite on several of times

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-5-20   

One Woman Who Believed Of Nature

The artform policies came to draw and drew
things downward by certain modelized culture
and nature alone, she becomes truest artistic
and literature naked body of hers, how'd young
it is and was in life, showing the inner beauty of
coloristic skin top till bottom, when she sits down
onward couch, same thought to lay inward in 
the situation, piles, and piles of intern reddish rose all
over her sweet self, intelligent lips became naked
and baked, her royalty has been deep, her loyalty
should've been sexiest look, even the eye to an eye
overbent of love and compassionate

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-4-20 

Gigantic Forest

What happens, a street smart boy came to the meaningfully strange look like places on earthly planet called forestland, he skipped along, check the whole entire scenic neck till toe, the idealistic waterfalls came so fast, and splashiest overseas, one time, he admitted to see the legend village, a different typical village himself alone like that, right through his own magical eyes, filled with flyable and resourceful ferries, a talkative trees has been spoken either ways too, the other side was the playground, he didn't knew it was a young cutest girl he truly met on the swing set, he joined with her, having fun, the happy face sunshine from the decent blue clear sky up there, the next fifteen years later, they grew up together, likable teenagers, she love to pick many of few extra apples and oranges herself, he adore sitting down the wooden chair to have his grapefruit drink, reading the fantastic book, she sat next to him, and hold his infamous hand each other, they found love in a magical kingdom

Written by
Michael James Brindley
4-4-20     

Driving Off My Wall

I can't go through it, using my fist of fury, I wanted to use my lovely words in timely thought and sought, I wish to break the wall down, I will huff and buff like a whimsical of wind achieved, I hate some parts, the economy of the state shut everything down, I cannot watch any typical News, and even the newspapers across by the seashore, driving off my wall, we stay home workless wonder, I quote in this day forward, I wish the COVID 19 never assist anymore, I wished those COVID 19 should be disappeared in thin air, never come back at all, it was not right, to begin with, COVID 19 will be destroyed like a little featherily needle of threads, it has been in months and months and months long, I am totally sick of that seriously, I wish to be back normalized, right now I will rather be mad on this, the mother nature is throwing her pouty fit cause of that, me and her involvement of madness, their wishes to be released and restore our certain lands reopen forever and ever, The End

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-3-20

Imagine To See A Woman Through My Eyes

One day in this classical story has begun, one woman who loves to wear a classy dress made of white dazzled colorific ways, her bare naked insightfulness lips with or without makeup on, she's very bright and funny, she lifts her whitened slippers off, walking around in slightly angelic feet on the burning uploaded beach sands soothingly, the woman willing to speak kind words, evenly her laughs and giggles alongside sound effectively, those dreamy eyes who loves to blink and wink delightfulness, the hair was totally long like a ray of sunshine rose came down, her breathable can be smoother as it goes further, uptown spirit winded breeze came, she admitted to blew her kisses in the midst of air zoom and broom conceivable

Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-2-20

In My Dream

In my dream was charmed of melody, figuring to do my voice insanity sound echoes, southern music speaks to the achievable worldwide sunrise would've been upward, I wrote harmonized words and lines overboard, usually, to set international stone, in my dream, I knew it was still Springtime mode, I was at the park, a Shakespearean park in there, walking straightly ahead when I get a lot older and blossomed, I live so far in these places before, I can't live in a nursing home, I am not going to die anytime sooner, I preferred to live here in the state of Minnesota, in my dream, I find myself a decent love, someone I truly loved and honored to, I cherish the land of free, in my dream, I love to check my heart in vain. when I decide to live somewhere, it will be the best state of Brooklyn, New York, if not, impossible Los Angeles, California option opportunity, in my dream, I want to live either one, apartment in the next life of Twenty-Five years later sincere

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Michael James Brindley
5-1-20