This Is My Stay

This Is My Stay prose poem

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Within the imagination I am content to live
This is my stay
I see how plenty, how ever-expanding it is
The ‘All’ a rich array
Of ever-rotating colors with which to paint
And never fade away

This is my stay my glorious garden, my bridge
My gateway
Into possibilities scarcely heard
Fair whispers and inclinations
Where new music can be made
With purple compliments
Providing shade
Beneath which,
Rich ideas have no graves
Only wellsprings and matinees
Inking inspiration
It is here I eat, sleep
And pray

Yes, this is my stay
Where time knows no days
And worries have no prey
Where upon Parsons picnic blankets
Are served golden words
Which only ever convey
A never ending display
Of heavenly ballets
And opportunities to say
Anything you wish
Poetry, Book, or Play
For within the imagination
Inspiration
Never disobeys
Yes,
This Is My Stay….

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