Looking back
into the settling dust,
i can’t see the footprints
from how far i’ve come.
wandering an endless pathway,
backtracking through
a plethora of remnants
from failed beginnings,
stumbling on sudden endings
the distance in my eyes
disappearing — dry eyed
by an endless song
on the wind,
gusts of beheld truths
shoving from behind,
restless echos swirling,
coaxing like a silent shadow
lurking a step behind
stepping on your heals,
enduring the unbearable weight
of an unfillable void,
pressing down hard
with an oppressive gravity,
like a square peg struggling
to pass through a round hole
splintered, dismantled,
broke down and worn
a chilling reminder of life unkind,
distant horizons evanesce
when daylight diminishes,
while every milepost passes
without a sound;
every fading road blurring
in the rear view mirror,
just another ruminating
memory to escape…
#poetry #thoughts #WritingCommunity
“If it were not for hope the heart would break”
Hope is more than a passing breeze stirring breath
More than yesterdays’ prayers soon forgotten
Pushing — pulling spring’s dappled sunshine
Hidden behind fickle fleeting cumulus skies
Beckoning the imminent verdant shades of summer
@benonwine He’s just like the rogue American leftist, he could care less about the UK as long as it serves his narcissistic ego… “he’s drunk on power” deaf to the will of the people
for a moment, set everything down. the weight and the restless thoughts. feel how light life can be. for a moment, forgive yourself. notice your own gentleness. for a moment, stay where you are. rest without reaching for anything else.
After a week of thunder & lightning storms, with some wild winds, this rededication Sunday has calmed my inner stormy seas. This warm spring brought moments, rich with fragrant Roses & memories of planting this Scottish heirloom rose for mom on Easter, a year before her passing.
I grew up in the heart
of the country,
where boundaries
were rusty wire fences,
Giant potato boulders
planted cornerstones,
creek beds and rivers
the great-divide
These days boundaries
seem to be walls and..,
collections of other bricks
to make them higher
I was never enough
growing up and stuff
l never had enough
bricks to build walls;
Never imagining
there would ever be
a reason to need one
to keep me away —
…somebody🪨🥀🗝
#poetry #Boundaries #thoughts #dontfenceme
@SaltyGoat17 Biden was mentally incompetent. 4 years of auto pen ran by the puppeteer known as Obama— the Biden regime wasn’t Biden, it was/is Obama… Will these facts ever come into the light as the deep state seems to successfully camouflage their shadow war against America⁉️
@RDog861 🤢obvious envy rage in adults is an ugly trait — jealousy will definitely shorten your life. Not understanding generational wealth is a poor excuse for immature rage. Truism: “Don’t criticize what you don’t understand”