Tag Archives: thoughts

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Words

Black and blue words
on a crumpled page
are rolled tight in a fist
and tossed aside.

Smothered phrases
unable to utter their meaning
sputter and gag as an agitated mind
quickly leaps from one unconnected passionate thought
to another.

Ink rolls smoothly
off the tip of a glib ball point pen,
sassy pink veneer self assured
and cocky.

But the streaky symbols
don’t stand a chance against lightening fast hands;
quick to judge and dispose impressions
before seeing becomes believing
and what is written
might be read as the truth.

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Photograph

A photograph
tattered and torn
like the edges of our emotions
raw
frayed
quivers in my trembling hands

A moment captured
caught off guard
a hunted animal
suspicious eyes stare back
undercurrent of distrust
seized by the camera

I look at your wary eyes
look for a sign of forewarning
a sign the storm may be abating

I look in your deep blue eyes
bottomless depths of complexity
Swirling thoughts eddy
a sob escapes
as I fall into a vortex of unnamed feelings

Surfacing, I look into your steel blue eyes
resolve weakening
I have received a sign
but I no longer remember its importance

I am skeptical
mistrust has found a home
in my heart too

Another pair of doubtful eyes
to be snared by a camera

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Waiting

“You make a life out of what you have, not what you’re missing.” – Kate Morton

disappointment

again

lump in throat
waiting for a call that doesn’t come

mind racing
to account for reason why
thoughts toss and tumble
adrift on rough waters
of stormy emotions

tears surface but do not fall
a blind barrier
camouflaged by past hunts
to make sense of behaviour
has arisen

resignation
sadness
suffuse the room
blocking sunlight
covering all with a blanket of grey melancholy

although much has changed
much remains the same

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Post #100!!

Today is day one hundred of posting. Even as I write this I find it hard to believe!
Thank you readers who stop by my site. Thank you everyone who is following this journey with me. I sincerely appreciate your support!

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Keep Digging

Mission continues
peel back layer by layer
hidden treasure waits

Pen sifts muddy thoughts
paper pulls graphic icons
subliminal dirt

Intricate beauty
covered beneath deception
self preservation

Raising to daylight
exposes vulnerable
state of reflection

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Sniper

The joy of meeting
after an extended time apart
quickly turned to discomfort
as words pierced the air between them
landing precisely between insecurity and self doubt.
Comments made casually,
“by the way…but he really didn’t mean it”
were released with the skill
of a camouflaged sniper
patiently waiting to strike his mark.
An awkward pause ensued
before the two went their separate ways.
The sniper content that all was as it should be,
the receiver struck with recriminating thoughts.