On The Hill, That Hill Can Be Spooky

Verge of the fine creepy village house, not a sound squeaky mouse, so little things came, we thought to keep and creep under wings attached door-to-door, the floor slighted sturdy place you’ll imagine, corrupted spirit walk through crusader hidden caves, five frequent pictorial frame on the legendary walls, ten darkest undead witches approached look, hook to the terrified smiles, even those yellowish eyes appear, super clear, fearless wonder, so many power in darkish ways, when the moon will be one reddish wine over the top

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-25-25 

Touch The Hand

Increase of the hand has been released, and restore those who have resistance closeness each other, so little things to be touched, revived open face palms nice and wide, revival of the younger poetic hand rebalance once again, feel the one rhythmic style, romantic ways of life and love in the modern times, the dance follows you, either hand clashes another connect, the other received female’s back, royal ball dance information, the man’s hand take the lead, he put another kind hand behind the back, the woman’s hand same thing too, let it breathe beautifully and calm, divine the current smile still and will, refill high-class eyes pointed straight ahead

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-22-25      

Easy On

Kickable youngest American feet, make everything sweet, looking, and watching out some streetwise sidewalks nearby close shall what to see, few jumbo-like trees hanging loose, there is an easily made readable poetical hard cover-up legendary book, its legend in which the spirit of a white bear haunts Manitou Island begins, the Silverado bear statue able to stand nice and tall, very scruffy and buffy fur, the eatable, and chowed down fishes, it was a pretty story tale, the blue clear sky always been pale, and be the bear inside of you, at the time kicks in, you properly waking up the late afternoon blush through the enormous wind

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-21-25        

Youthfully

Under these circumstances would be the same beauty, and make everything younger and sweet, how enchanted the frame looks, the tone of the skin texture whereabouts, one legend, and classic tale, who might drink amount waters came from the fountain of youth, Adam and Eve carried on the current path together, re-hold one wooden shape cup, what’s Sup!! Shall what to think being young at heart, love is like a single spell, you can tell ingloriousness storybook come to life and live eagerly flaws, how beautiful they truly are, they become angel and god of love, the myth, the religions gained ultimate romance together in time blushes through, the poetic ways of beauty and passion rebirth, the garden of Eden awakened once again in far-out time unlimited   

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-16-25  

European Sea

One of the finest stories coming true, super clear fairy-like seawaters onboard, underneath the sea level filled with cute and magical mermaids beautifully swimmable, fairy and folklore legend tale begins, mystical journey set it off before and therefore opportunity take, it’ll be blow your airy winded cool breeze zapped through the secret underwater land, and also the one island of European sea, high-equality mythology rise in the curious deep was even smoother than ever been told, not a single mild cold, high-standard warm clam waters flow and steady in tune

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-15-25       

One Classic Tale

It was a secret garden, filled with thymes and stems of thin  modern greenish grass, and made everything obliviate color vividly, one fine teenage character who has enlarged spirit and soul command, she’s a bright and young intelligent princess, very kind and warmth, and keep every inch of her legendary magic inside, the epic story seemingly true at the first beginning with, Prince Florian, and the princess Snow White who gives ultimate classic love story be shine again, she was even the age became fourteen, Prince Florian, who became thirty-one-years old, they were in love open book, they finally married together, they sit on the old fashioned  bench closely involved

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-15-25        

Right Onto Mystic Roadway Love

There was a simple and mindful trail, filled with heart shape reddish clouds, a sun shimmy average surrounding look, how warmth shall be, the beauty, the passion, the power and healing revealed, and concealed those intelligent mystic kisses alive and well done, two spiritual hands connect, and restore freedom attraction of love, romantic poet who set it up neat and clean lyrically involved, one fine song shortage and wise phrase upbeat melody, and strongest harmony thrive the one sound of the mythic wind carried on, it looks like one mythic  quest begins within, let the gate wide open, and revived story wraps up hope and joy, and give many of magic inside of it

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-14-25  

One Fine Day

On this delightful moment, one simple iconic flower shone away, solid yellowish color stems were nice and clean enough, the spiritualization root shall what to see, realized to be free at last forever more, the legendary nature grew larger than anything else, the fountain of youth waters regain the heal those indulgent flower delight description, it’ll be secretive gardens redeem shape when the sunlight bursting achieved down centered brightness overflow open wide, the texture of the fine incorporative zigzagged wind lightly reopen

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-10-25     

Snowy Day

All those thunderous winters came along straight, it wasn’t easy, one cold and chill in the mix, the duskiest windless blush who swiped through, even then the amount of 100 percent, was current average unlimited, you’ve had February winter snow storm carried on, love is like a walk through the deepest and deeper snowy paths by day, let them stay a little bit longer than ever, love shall see increasingly eyes, and watch entire snow falling forever more, snowy adventure awakens, willing to have two warmest hot chocolate together, standing there, and rewatch winter festivals on this day forward

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-8-25   

Enchanted Place

Anything on the tasty village, filled with strawberry fields came up, the wind, the breeze, the cool, the warmth, and the pine wood colorific house, suave those high standard tree-to-tree basic, the sounds of mystic Riverbend waves were on tune within time, small town was called by Margaritaville… It was a phenomenal place, with a lot of fishermen across the Icon bridge benches underway, one medium-sized cooler, able to put iced cold beer, and regular and diet pop, in bottles and cans by the Pepsi Cola and Coke products, Americano sun just arrive from the midafternoon blue clear wannabee sky, relit the night shift begins, it’s room for night fishing when the moonlight shines ahead

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-7-25     

On This Day

It was a lovely and kind moment, one kickable chair able to sit on, one sun came up to the clear blue sky, let it be a lot  lighter than that, wear a nice and comfy colorific warm shorts, one identical T-shirt, and a classy Warner Bros brown shape rim hat, likable natures overhead trail, the paths will be a little bit longer, readable sidewalk words and lines over then short and wise phrase prose, right on the single touchy nose, smelling indulged may flowers, refill the high standard springtime showers, all the turnaround trees become greener by the minute

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-3-25    

I Must Need Typical Love

Keeping those upbeat smiles were big and tall, let the right momentarily still, rewrite letters, carved words and lines on stoned Silverado rocks, sitting on an old fashioned name bench recall, and chisel onto the classic tree-to-tree each other, one fine youthful couple reunited together, straight through two oblivious eye-to-eye close, stare intelligent young faces in glue beautifully, rebuild the beauty and passion overflows heavenly, rejoined American hands able to hold, it’s okay to fold lightly and snug, I must need typical love onboard and reboard, winter and spring romance wrapped, and warmed up with kisses and hugs able to heal, let them laugh, cry, and hope in the mix

 

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-3-25