Thoughts
Creative thoughts-I let them dance alone
On empty shores of hopeful bliss
Their beauty can my life enhance
As your tender kiss
Creative thoughts-Not touched by things
Nor pierced by words or sound,
Or distractive clowns
In ecstasy
I feel their fashion of lifting wings
That raise me far from distractive things.
poem by Howard Johnson
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