Steppin Back In Time

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           Published by CNFI Publishing 
           Designed and developed by Jeremy J. Taylor 
           Copyright 2016 Jeremy J. Taylor
           All Rights Reserved 






       Nassia

       Alluring trances breathe into the night 
         Awakening, sunrise of the dawn

         Streets aligned - immaculate beauty
         Radiance, style, of intellectual class
         Sense - true security, equality of diversity 
         Esoteric expressions

       Railways, tracks - steam locomotives 
         Pipes - enigmas of copper - toned steel
         Hot air vessels, venture in skies

         Conversations, intellectual - mental stimulation 
         Understanding – a relation to
         Time travel, once was thought ever to be…
         Step right in, here we go!

         Nassia the town – forgotten in time

         Enjoy your stay here…







       Steppin’ Back, Recollection of Memory


          Steppin’ back in time
          Remembering, - days of old
          Time of fancy, intimate perfection
          History once knew of this time and place
          Once forgotten, hidden in shadow
          Steam power, hands of a clock, gears now churn

          Darkened night, days of light
          Shine, breathe, breath from within the depths
          Reach out, grasp hold, - dream
          Recall, remember - a time from the past

          Silhouette, perfect radiance
          Stones aligned in a row

          Strings echo, depths of night ‘woken
          Electrified, strings bound, it’s dancing time
          Hear the beat, move your feet, - dance

          Whispering breathe
          I hear your spoken words
          Recall this distant memory, for it be ‘stills my heart
        I do recall this time, in which you speak of
          Whispering tears, falling droplets 

           Whispering hue, mist uncover that was to be
           Steam power, hands of a clock - gears now churn

        Silhouette, perfect radiance
           Stones aligned in a row
           Strings echo, depths of night ‘woken
           Electrified, strings bound, it’s dancing time

           Hear the beat, move your feet, - dance





        Heartbeats of the Underground



           Heartbeats- sounds echo
           Underground, mists of steam allure
           Breathe in - a forgotten memory
           Enigmas allure - steam pipes endure

        Parched from the earth, echoing embraces
           Life’s echoing - fantasy embraced, hidden in time
           Resurrection – times past now imbues

           Listen to the beat, hear the heartbeat
           Listen - listen to the music 
           Psst, psst, hear the echo - beat
           Gears chime - heartbeats of the underground

           Leading astray into the labyrinth
           Time now recalled
           Waterworks, steam - life’s intimate connection
           Lost within the depths of time







           Melodic Elegance of Pristine Memory  


           Recalling a distant memory
           Whispering sounds of melodic tune
            A time - place of which once was

           Tincture, pristine of pure elegance
           Pristine memories -past recollections of old
           Colored glass, unique of abstract - distinctive hue
           Fantasy life - alternative world with a world

           Quaint - true intellectual beauty 
           Whiskey straight drought, not for the faint of heart
            Clocks hands stop to recall this memory
            Buckleup, steampipes' bout to burst!

            Whispering sounds of melodic tune
            A time - place of which once was
          

        




        Me Amore’


        Love Me Amore’
           ‘Tis the words, spoken softly
           Upon a gentle breeze

           Candle light – dancing flames 

           Intimate settings, seductive hue 
           Intimate passions, seductive sensualities
           Fresh roses, smells of flowered fragrance
           Shadows upon the wall 

           Soft delicacies, hints of passion

           Ah…. the simple pleasures…




        
        Mystique - Images of Stone

         Images of stone, cobbled pathways,
            Colors of beauty - adornment – mystique
            Cheerful smiles, cordial invites

            Expressions of soul
            Equal - right, expressions of love

            Serenity – status of being
            Momentary glimpse, calm of a new day
            Stature – unified equality of life
            Atoning hues, copper, silver and brass

            Lush hints of green
            Words whisper, cherry blossoms
            Align streets - Oh! 
            What a pristine memory…








        Parchment – Quilled Ink 



          Words of inner expression, 
          Parchment words penned by quilled ink
          Realities dream – dawn now breathe

          Believe ever so more within!

          Fall into the dream – believe in the fantasy
          Talent, thoughts of written expression

          Listen – hear each spoken word

          Breathe in, reach out
          Touch your thoughts – dream, believe

          Fantasies dream, sustaining false reality

          Believing in spoken words – of the mind
          Reach within – feel its inner beauty 







        Signatures of Expression 


        Scientific Evaluations 
          Intellectual thought of stimulation
          Equations, formulas, theories

          E = M.C. x T.W. = W.E. – I + I.T. =I.T.R.


          Harmony, unison

          Science – knowledge of what is – can be
          Electrodes spark – currents of fusion

          Signatures of thought – written expression

          Parchment dated, feather quill – 
          inked in spot
          Waxed in impression

         Hand written Anthologies,

         A time of perfection - 
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       Abrasions of Illusion


       Mythical works of illusion 
         In part of – times hidden past

         Mysteries of old 

         Hidden within shadows
         Dwelling in hidden lore’

         Beneath cobble stoned streets

         Diversity – life lurks

         Worn abrasions

         Torn riveted coppered – steel,
         Often darkness adorns

         What can this be?


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