floating far away escaping
the safety of gravity
no lines drawn upon
my landscape I'm forsaking
the frames of division
yet time has already
pricked its scribbles its
tattoos into my skin
the imprint stamped
within is the anchor
the tie that keeps me tethered
like an aimless wanderer ejected
to this lonesome place
Hi Rachel,
Thoughtful connected imagery: no lines/frames of division. Imprint/ anchor/tethered. Escaping/Aimless/ejected. Scribbles/tattoos, etc.
The fate of such timelines..
Suki
An excellent poem Rachel with a great rhythm and pace to it.
I look forward to more in the same vein.
Nice one
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Sun 22nd Apr 2018 10:46
Beautiful Rachel.....
<Deleted User> (13762)
Sun 22nd Apr 2018 08:39
excellent backup poem elP - hope all is well with you. Col.
elPintor
Sun 22nd Apr 2018 01:15
One of several I'll be posting. I hadn't previously considered making them public but then, sometimes you just feel like making a backup.
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elPintor
Mon 23rd Apr 2018 01:44
Thanks to everyone for reading and commenting--you're very kind. I wrote this while far away from home, contemplating how it would feel to disappear. I must admit to feeling a certain attraction, but becoming a living ghost must be unbearable at times.
Rachel x
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