In A Time

 Amongst of the defined holiday, all the world biggest snowstorms able to be enormous thought of mind to set in stone, how beautiful and handsomely it shall be, the stories were and see the excellent vibe, brilliant to watch the snow has fallen forevermore off their shed of windows during at nighttime, when it was very dark enough, with warm delighted blankets, drinkable hot mixer of chocolate of crumbled mint candy canes on top, extra of marshmallows, and a little sprinkle of cinnamon taste, two lovable ovens made peanut butter size delicious cookies, she wanted to have minty hot coffee, and strawberry shortcake with it, the blizzard came through so bad, watch a romantic movie each other, it's called the Home of the Holidays, and, Holiday in the wild

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-30-20       

Telling A Story ( Part 1 )

 The root stays stronger and eager, one popularity comes in, vaccine shots is  one tough miracle, but it is true after all and mankind, explore many minds and brains composed for, once in a lifetime achievement should've been and seen the ultimate world over and over, try to change of heart, created the art of life and love in the mix, a bunch of dreamers who willingly to take one fined vacation forever and ever, everybody served that easily enough, one man like this so far indeed, he wanted to pack his stuff and fluff and puff neatly sorted and reloaded, carry-on baggage, and shift off into warmest state nearby the New Year's weekend, properly around two full weeks there, he regrets it nice and confirmed, his spirit and soul right in the romantic spot in the world, the resort beach hotel, and feel the inherited breeze, he reserved better, much of fun, when the sun came up and shine, he never brings the mask up, he admits to set that home, that was his own freedom and wisdom 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-28-20   

Belonging Hearts

Way back into the modern-age, take a front stage, all young couples who'd live on love every time sincerely before, upon a time, it was near in the good and lovable fifties, the same thing about the sixties too, went to the drive-in old movie each other, watchable Raunchy comedy movies in the world, or the something more than that, scariest SYFY flick to re-jumped your seat, thriller and terror to see and saw those intense eyes, kick your feet straight-up high, laughs, on the good warmhearted tears and fears beneath the cheek, watch some iconic tearjerker movies, able to blow your nose and wiped your eyes on the tissue, ate some a good buttery popcorn and pop, a bunch of goods alongside near there, it'll be changing the whole entire universe neck till toe on the romantic spot nearby the parking lot, usually, only at night. sometimes in mid-afternoon days too 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-28-20         

Bright Inner Cloud

Can you see thoroughly close, take a stroll all the way, something more and less ordinary levels was even slow paste, you'll able to taste, the brightness is coming in, one little mindless to be reopened, reimagine love to seek on top increased inside, the resourceful heart came from the chest, try your best, take a certain turn in the west, cushioned cloud made of pillows nice and comfiest measures in the magical land, warm airy breeze zoomed alongside, into the spirit whelms crossing on earth, let them guide you directly, whitened angel gleams and lead, amongst of heaven of art, passing those clouds appeared, it was truly cleared, no highest mountain, free like a bluebird, let them sours beautifully intact and receive, the resource of eyes awakened sense to and from without fear alone, recalled the nature overflow, peaceful and quiet life able to hear above voices low and high pitch 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-26-20    

Captain, Captain

He can and ran so fast, he never keeps up the speed, he embraced his great   abilities of strength, his youth beyond the world left and right, one toughest character has been grown, the man of honor, the man of high-class spirit, the man of magnificent lifestyle and lifetime achieved, he created his own artistic fantasies, the man of romance and love, he enjoys to wear his true obliviated colors entire pre-suitable outfit, Steve Rogers, Captain America who actually live in the Brooklyn, New York of his life, he never knew about his all-time & unique cousin might be a true match within and indeed, he empowered for the universe around him alone, he established his own symbolized star in the middle of the antique chest to presented by loyalty and brave, he smiles so deep and purred enough, he believes everything on earth 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-19-20      

What A Day Like This

 Remember of those who think straight ahead 

on things are truly true, the skyline is finally to 

turn around in blue, not hardly a clue out there, 

showed one awesome scenery beneath ideal 

northwestern eyes, beware off-guard waves of 

the island beach sounds in high equality pitch 

surrounded by nature, Californian sunlight will 

be preheated, walk-through billions of miles of 

thickened sands achieved and received, hashed 

of wind attached, all of the dreamy boats able to sail 

alongside, what a righthanded stream of the sea

shoreline concede, infamousness park there, it 

was an outstanding place, astonished land should've 

been a huge city, one warmest state, captured the 

toasted heart and spirit forevermore 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-13-20  

      

Take A Breather

Steady of a cloud will stand beneath the 

glazed-sunlight, wayward of brightness 

attached the third-rate eye, imagined 

waterfalls crash and dash alongside 

sounds really deep, smothered wind to 

released the nose and mouth, even then, 

of the mindful chest, sink down the inner gut 

and stomach, feel the fingertips, twosome 

eyes shut heavenly in tow, pretend your 

wings attached to fly amongst and against 

upon the skyline service, precious brains to 

set through, no pain, no suffering, no stress 

beyond of land, one land of happiness and 

kind each other, let them grow, divine the 

culture and nature in roots, open angel eyes 

to restore life, life should have one heavenize 

spirit has awakened 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-6-20

Refilled ( One Winded Heart )

 In the old times from the fifties, nice and mellow, opened streets and roads overpacked, a bunch of fun moments around there, only things they don't have television sets, listen to some radio station, admitted to hearing the  importance of the classicalism static sounds occurred for or what, feel something about on beat, relevant seat, not much resourcefulness and rejective of heat, food to eat and ate with a dozen of neighborhood friends love one's relatives, they dressed like a true Americans, stump your unthinkable feet, poetical geniuses to make them refilled of the destiny of love, fifties love, sitting enthusiasm bench in the scene, some are in the sunroof deck, and park those colorific vehicles of cars on the lot, and turning on romantic music, usually, drive-in movies was the best near into the early fifties too, it keeps those couples who think to make the world happened alive 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-5-20 

What A Charming Little Mountain

Off-guard village of the damn, waterfalls arrived in the twosome scene, some other town nearby the mountain road-track trail, not hardly midtown trees in  the timely adventure land, a bunch of different and ironically old legendary   Rainbows across entire streams from the cartoonish skies, one happy-time sun came smilingly warm and cozy enough, the diamond shape of the fragile pale whitened cloud, total extreme makeovers right thoroughly in line, on top the greatest land, it was a huge remarkable slide attached villager's course, taken one step to the seedless grass able to sit and lay on, unsweetened birds flew and landed on the service, fall-alike park, splattered some gluten-free of bread crumbs, writing a small idealistically words of nature poem story of the secondary rhythm nice and flow 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-3-20      

Shut The Front Door

Walking on the dead-end street, think again, a bunch of needles allowed to be sharp and pointy, it was about a classic movie called Home Alone, get some oddball tricks under their own wannabee sleeves, and plenty of more, show some backbone ideas around the whole entire statehood, let them read one important book called.... one mind, recovered up the brains over the top, get incredible spirit shine, don't let the brightness into your intake eyes, nearby our nationwide and worldwide able to breathe, we think about life and love onto your forgettable hands, we need to contact brotherhood, we need able find courage around sisterhood too, do not destroy mother-nature, we shall not break any heartbreaks, usually, death and dying can be painful and scary images on earth, that's why it's called shut the front door, don't give the past to check out several times, try to retell our future, divine the one terrifically dream attachment flows and steady like a lovely drumbeat 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

11-1-20