Thursday, April 18, 2013

Pigment of my imagination.........


As far as he was concerned it really didn't matter all that much anyway. It was,
After all just a simple case of perceived reality.

Nothing ever seemed to bother him when he was in the zone. It was,
As if his path was already paved before him and the rest of us were merely speed bumps.

His choice of clothing seemed an afterthought thought after the fact, it was
Clear that he was meant to wear just that, right now, as natural as his own skin.

Always in motion, constant commotion, forever revealing to no one his dreams. It was
In a way a way for him to have the way in which he could be the way he was that way.

It was.

He was.

He is......Bard.

Not just a brother, forever not a bother. more than any other, it was.
Lifting another, always under cover, if I had my druthers, it was.

It was.

He was.

He is.....Bard.

Get it in gear it's time that you hear, lend me your hear. It was.
Jump on the wagon, don't miss the bus, it's all been right here all along.

Finding his spirit, longing for a fit, his record would no doubt be a hit, it was.
Haunted by his past, it won't last, going so fast, glad he's my brother.

Learning, teaching, unobjectively regurgitating to everyone across the nation, it was.
Kicked, chipped, revealed and unrelinquished to the point beyond pointing points.

Mythical beyond reason, doubtful that anyone would dare to doubt his doubt. It was,
Just yesterday that I realized how much he is realizing how much that just yesterday......

It was.

He was.

He is......Bard.

Not just a brother, forever not a bother. more than any other, it was.
Lifting another, always under cover, if I had my druthers, it was.

It was.

He was.

He is.....Bard.





-b2

'dream big, act swiftly....'

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