Time ages slowly - A Poetic Practise
Waiting is such sorrow
For one sitting, waiting
Time enough to see grass grow
Moments of eternity blinking
Soft cool air dancing through leaves
Caffeine dreams open eyes
Each leaf rustling like rushing waves
These things perceived but no lies
Grudgingly you hold onto emotions of dudgeon
Sealed in deep dark soul under shaky control
Thinking of things keeps away life's dungeon
These things do take its thorny toll
Breathing life deep inside does distract
Sure it seems at times about to break
Sanity in small containers kept intact
But these dark thoughts always leak
Tree barks rough to the touch
Easily forgotten as time ages
Or points win in life's match
Turned over book pages.
Word for today.
Dudgeon - a feeling of offense or resentment
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The fangs of bad feelings can destroy us in a single movement if we fall into them and become prey to all their poison.
Some very reflective verses.
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Reflections of images strewn on top of calm waters while undercurrents turmoil rages on
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The title of this poem was really captivating, but these first few lines are genius. Such beautiful expressions with words.
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Of only I'm good with picture selection the post would be perfect. But then again maybe the absence of a picture allows the reader the ability to interpret the poem in their own way.