Friday, July 23, 2010

Two stress days 55

Lately I seek
a swathe clearing instrument:
a large scythe or maul to swing in a circle-

"Get out of my way! coming through !" 

Sometimes I desperately want
space and silence to think;
" Go away-be quiet, leave me be"

Self will and doubt
are gray shores I am courting;
If onlys sweep low overhead .

                    
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6 comments:

  1. ClaudiaJuly 23, 2010 at 7:52 AM

    ...space and silence to think..that's something I long for as well!
    Claudia

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  2. PattiKenJuly 23, 2010 at 8:21 AM

    I love this line: "If onlys sweep low overhead."
    I've often thought those the two saddest words in the language.

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  3. John (@bookdreamer)July 23, 2010 at 8:59 AM

    Careful what you wish for... it could become a bleak 55

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  4. Brian MillerJuly 23, 2010 at 12:38 PM

    i think we all need space and silence at times...it makes the time together all the moremeaningful...nice 55.

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  5. g-manJuly 23, 2010 at 4:48 PM

    I know the feeling...
    Very well put My Friend.
    Excellent 55...
    Thank you so much for this fine contribution, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G

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  6. steveroniJuly 23, 2010 at 9:15 PM

    Please remember there are lots of "...yeah, but(s)" still out there, and a whole truckload of "NOT YET(S)"...why won't THEY leave me alone?

    This is a GOOD "55" Izzy, you are in the swing of things now!!!

    Mine is http://rnsane.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-catch-thief-flash-55-friday-july-23.html#links

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