Introspection jen: Moments turn into hours turn into days
gaze turned inward
the merry go round of thoughts
examined, dissected, explained
until it comes bursting forth
in new realizations, realities
changed perceptions, slippery
and rocky to traverse
as paths previously unseen
appear and disappear, muted to grasp
charted paths, watermarked
beneath new stationery
chosen to trumpet these triumphs
over past and pasts, named and unnamed
dipped paintbrushes, at the ready
awaiting new strokes and understanding
these moments, awash with color
brilliant impressions of the selves yet undiscovered
as the gaze shifts outward, the audience reacts
responses cheer and challenge
urge footsteps forward, blindfolded and free
faith in places to land, soft soil to fall upon
trust to find strength as we rise
grace to accept life full and ripe and waiting
Re:Introspection Sad Eyes: MTMO~
I LOVE THIS ONE!!!!! Did you write this??? If so I am printing it and starting my own collection of your poems...heck...I am printing it regardless...it is so good!
Did you just write this recently? It's good! :)
Re:Introspection sheydp: Wow... she snuggles AND can write! Wow, again I say, why can't I just be a lesbian and go after the good ones! My god, what is wrong with you men! Truly, My California Snuggler - this is amazing. I love poetry so good you have to read each line slowly, because each line is so full of meaning it holds you there - a lifetime in a line... Wow.
Re:Introspection jen: Thank you both!
I wrote this one yesterday - it began as I was driving home! :D
mtmo/scs :)
Re:Introspection Sad Eyes: MTMO~
I see!!! ;) :-X 8)
SE
P.S. It must have been some inspirational drive? :)
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