Prince Bradford's : Your Voice

Prince Bradford's : Your Voice: Your Voice Erratic But oh! Please Not a visit to the cardiac specialist For how could I explain? That prescribing medication wi...

Your Voice

Your Voice

Erratic

But oh! Please

Not a visit to the cardiac specialist

For how could I explain?

That prescribing medication will be vain

My problem is a simple but complex matter

For your voice still has that ability

To make my heart race and flutter

While it is said that the Eustachian tube

Is responsible for keeping my balance

That my heart does not understand

When it begin to dance

For your voice makes it palpitate

Blood rush to my face

Lighting in my veins a fire

Stirs up unmentionable desires

Makes my fears disappear

And I plays the role of the man

That racing of my heart

Neither anticipating flight nor fight

Just joy, happiness and delight

Leaving me in no man’s land

Befuddling my brains

Making it difficult to understand

Or give the appropriate response

For I am not in equilibrium

With any change in momentum

For I am out of breath

Appearing to nervous with sweat

And it is all the effect

Of your voice

© Prince W Bradford 2016

The look

Speak to me

Not with words

For often what my ears hear

My gut feelings rejects

Words are deceptive

And subjected to misinterpreting

When you speak

Echoes reverberates

Of your thoughts, your experiences

Shall you relate what you do not know?

Let the silence transmit

The truth that you will not utter

Don’t say a word

Or ever try to convince

For the truth resides

In what you cannot say

For here you lack knowledge

Freedom also from guile

So silence speak

For there is the absence of guilt

And in that one look

You say so much more than words

© Prince W Bradford 2016

Perplexing

It remain baffling how it can be

Things yet to happen I sometimes see

For though I lay unconscious and asleep

In my mind plays out vivid imagery

There are at times scenes of horror and fright

And at other times of joys and pure delight

On waking I declare it’s no big deal

I was asleep so it was not real

But at a time and place later I am astound

For like the scenes from a movie

That I had watched several times

I knew what was coming next

And the script for the next line

For I had seen it all played out before

How can I forget the times of uncertainty?

Times of perplexity and indecision

When though I am in a deep sleep

My mind formulate a plan

Which on waking I put into action

Or explore as a viable option

Yes sometimes I think it is stupid of me

That I should remember more clearly

The things I see when I am asleep

Unconscious and without control of volition

Than those that happen when my eyes are open

And I am wide awake

Why wanders my mind all over the place?

Instead of being focused as when I am asleep

© Prince W Bradford 2016

In the shadow of my mind

In the shadow of my mind
Lurks the void
Ominous
Threatening to swallow me
Sometimes securely sealed
But when I am asleep
Then it opens up
Preying on my fears
Leaving me ever conscious
Of a recurring nightmare
Lurking in the shadow of my mind

In the shadow of my mind
Lies the choices that I must make
My future shape
For I can relax and recline
Or to heights continue to climb
The option to pass on and be forgotten
Or aspire for immortality
For now is the place and time
I move forward or get left behind
The answer just out of sight
Yet visible in the shadow of my mind

In the shadow of my mind
Lies the power
Resilience to overcome
Inspiration to create
Resources to tap into
Strength to face the future
Yet somehow I resist
For the effort must be deliberate
To enter those inner recesses
And access what I already possess
Always present in the shadow of my mind

© Prince W Bradford 2016

Living it up doggie style

Dressed in colorful designer clothes

Sporting tinted sun glasses

Perched in your basket looking on

Not downcast for your head is held high

One could see you did appreciate

And possessed sophisticated taste

Surely no one expected you to walk

Though that may have created

An even greater sensation

Surely this is the life

To be lived by class and pedigree

May the undiscerning not make a mistake?

Thinking you were a mongrel

© Prince W Bradford 2016

Get the picture

 Explore and paddle the oceans of opportunity

Or dawdle in the seas of uncertainty

These are the choice of imagery

For there is a reason for the brightness of sunlight

And a purpose to the darkness of night

Seeing eyes envision possibilities in the non-existent

Conceptualizing minds bring near to hand the distant

While the Gods rewards the persistent

When dreams are big the reality is even bigger

And sights set on the sky are propelled even higher

We worry about what others think about our achievement

They who are focused on their own development

It is only in our own eyes we think that we are important

It is only a fool who will unnecessarily take on your cares

When their own is already too heavy to bear

There is a road into the future that is unmapped

And treasures and ores in life that are yet untapped

Possibilities and opportunities still flow uncapped

For the brave, noble and adventurous in spirit

Will explore the worlds existing in others dreams

© Prince W Bradford 2016

Serendipity

Bankrupt, not in the least

There is still room for increase

Although lacking the evidences of wealth

Even if enjoying the best of health

For some it is the bank account that counts

And money piled high in mounds

While the seeming mendicant and beggar

Is indeed the one who is wealthier

On whom shall I bestow my treasures?

These entities of pleasure

For when I am dead and gone

Their productivity shall live on

When others money and wealth are no more

These shall continue to be an eternal store

For when I enter heaven’s portals

On the earth too I shall be immortal

Bankrupt, not in the least

Though never possessing an abundance of wealth

Yet owning more than enough

More valuable than goods and stuffs

When other die and are remembered no more

 I have in front of me an open door

They have created no legacy

While mine shall continue into eternity

I walked the earth as other men

Aspiring to get as high as I can

Ambushed by life I had to fight

And in me there was revealed a light

From this light others are ignited

To perception of real treasures heightened

And I gather valuable gems

Bankrupt, not I, not in the least

© Prince W Bradford 2016