Your poem changed for me from after the question "but where have all the targets gone". It felt like a poem to that point and I was really enjoying it, the feel and flow of it. Then it abruptly changed. It felt more like lyrics of a song - very definite and heavier rhyme. Did your mood change or did you write this is more than one sitting?
How are you doing by the way? Things any less busy for you?
it seems a brilliant unplanned outpouring of emotion heartcries words expressing or attempting what words cannot really ever make someone else feel that swirling sinking sense of lost-ness rollercoastering yo-yo-ing sometimes skyward, high excitement, excellent bliss sometimes downward spiral into the abyss we are but human and i find when i seek that 'peace of mind' to stop the ticking of the clock i run and hide i find my Rock
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Your poem changed for me from after the question "but where have all the targets gone". It felt like a poem to that point and I was really enjoying it, the feel and flow of it. Then it abruptly changed. It felt more like lyrics of a song - very definite and heavier rhyme. Did your mood change or did you write this is more than one sitting?
How are you doing by the way? Things any less busy for you?
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heartcries
words expressing or attempting
what words cannot really ever
make someone else feel
that swirling sinking sense of lost-ness
rollercoastering
yo-yo-ing
sometimes skyward, high excitement, excellent bliss
sometimes downward spiral into the abyss
we are but human and i find
when i seek that 'peace of mind'
to stop the ticking of the clock
i run and hide
i find my Rock
your words....my heart also
i feel ya
be encouraged? you are never really alone...
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