My Days
.
My days dissolve
one bumping into the next,
a struggle ensues.
.
I try to stand clear
but my heart engaged,
an ambush of time.
.
I split in two.
.
Today materializes as a memory
tomorrow never arrives,
out loud.
.
I wait for anyone
to appear,
and exorcize my fears.
~
k.Lynel
hopes
coped
with the now
and how
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Yes. Thanks, John.
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So many beautiful lines in this, Kim! “My days dissolve”…..”an ambush of time”….”I split in two”…”tomorrow never arrives, out loud”. So good!!!!!
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Hello beautiful Susan! Thank you… very much what is going on right now… 💜💜💜
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yo so you know
tis metal monday!
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I didn’t!
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Poignant!
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Thank you, Sadje.💜
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You’re welcome 😊
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Very well said, Kim! The older I get, the more the days “bump” as you so eloquently put it! Mona
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Thanks, Mona. Yes they do…💜
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How did I miss this? I can FEEL the words. And there’s lots of different FEELINGS there,,,
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Yep… it’s been a bit of a trying time. Thanks, Jayne, your friendship has meant a lot! xo
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