if i look back
regret still waits there
with its dark yowling hungry mouth
abysmal gorgon stone transfixing paralysing saltbound breath
the past is ruined now
ravaged by understanding
the light of all those painful conversations casts its dark
and i can't see the landscape any more
I do not know it
do not recognise and
cannot own it
where is there to stand
except the present?
nowhere else to look but forward
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To Ms. Lettuce
You are heartily welcome to my blogspace.
If you write poems, do continue. You would get your vital energy pleasantly flowing through the words you would be knitting.
The literary writing gives us two opportunities at one go : to be happy and make others happy by sharing the happiness.
Keep visiting my short stories and paintings blogs. I am to post fresh materials within a week.
Naval Langa
This perfectly speaks to my own philosophy,
what choice do we have ....
survive or not?
This is not a choice,
people survive for the most part.
beautiful writing...took a peek and now have you saved. thanks for sharing!
Wooowww.....tell me why this poem is the story of my life right now.
Did...I....KNOW YOU....in other life?
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Thanks for sharing. Great stuff. I love your word choice. Very interesting use of vocabulary.
Lovely
I can only say that this blog is cool... :)
http://still-shine.blogspot.com
yes looking back makes me crazy and sick...but how to stop? I guess by living now.
Gotta go and get a life!
thanks for stopping by!
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