Disappearing images … shadows in the breeze
Seek and find … games played … to please
Not a favorite anymore … too close to the door
That opens … piles of shadows … now at war
Heightened anxiety … mixed with contemplation
Contributes … to confuse … deliberations
Whispers of time … captured in a snare
Confusion at its worst … wadded tangles … bare.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ November 4, 2014
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“Confusion at its worst … wadded tangles … bare.”
❤ ❤ ❤
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I love the way that you put your words together, it not only has rythm but seems also correct to be able to say hat you want to say…do you know what I mean?
love to you all , still in my prayers every night
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thanks, sometimes I wonder!
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better than my words
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My cousin, so very proud of you, sharing is indeed caring, also a belated THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE; very nice poem, you are a wordsmith
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thank you dear cousin!
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