17 November 2015

Droplets

Droplet

every drop of conscience

measured drip by drip

soon reaches saturation

in a reservoir of emotion

that’s filled to its capacity

and fit to burst its banks

soaking the mind in a deluge

of melancholy and anguish

I can only escape drowning

by occupying higher ground

with some trick of the attention

acquired through adversity

and oceans of experience

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2 comments:

  1. excellent -- this was expressed so that I experienced the words and the "mixed emotions"

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    1. Thank you Mimi - your kind comment is very much appreciated.

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