to fellow humble wordlings:
I see you.
all paper skin
and glass bones,
directionless,
trying to find home,
do not give up
just yet.
join me
in the search for solace
in tomorrow’s sunlight.
let us
reel in untethered minds
and remind ourselves that
we are seperate
from shadows of the past
and that there is always something more
to look forwards to.
“being bodies that learn language thereby becoming wordings, humans are the symbol-making, symbol-using, symbol-misusing animal, inventor of the negative, separated from our natural condition by instruments of our own making, goaded by the spirit of hierarchy acquiring foreknowledge of death and rotten with perfection.” – Kenneth Burke on what it is to be human
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Beautiful poem! 💕
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Thanks ^^
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😊👍
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Beautiful
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Thank you 🙂
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I think this is the most beautiful, haunting poem I have read in a very long time.
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Thanks for your high praise 🙂
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Most welcome. I have a thing with poetry… I write it because it gets stuck in me until I get it out, but I mostly suck at it… lol. I do love reading a beautiful poem though, and yours will stick with me for awhile to come.
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I love this x
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thank you 🙂
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Beautiful poem!
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Thanks so much!
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Your welcome!
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There are so many wrong things all around us. It’s good to be reminded of the positivity that may be around the next corner.
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Well said my friend 😊
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Mesmerizing!
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Thank you ❤
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Lovely poetry about the need to step out of the shadows wrapping our souls.
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Thanks Brian 🙂
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Right so I’m in full-on stalker mode now (I have no shame!)
This was short and simple, but effective as always
I thought the following was wonderful:
“let us
reel in untethered minds
and remind ourselves that
we are seperate
from shadows of the past
and that there is always something more
to look forwards to”
Your poems are always SO evocative, and in the midst of despondency, you manage to sneak in an undercurrent of hope
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oh my gosh, you are so lovely, you do realise I’m going to return the favour now right? hahah
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