Creeping into my soul
Limited to my control
Scared to set it free
Thinking…Let it be
Last chance is given
I don’t want to be forgiven
For regretting an action
Checkmate…no satisfaction
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Articles of Absurdity 
Powerful poem.
What inspired it?
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..writing this blog and dreaming about doing more with my life.
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Haunting…but true….
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Damn…I knew I should have illustrated this with ghosts.
Thanks.
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Nice, and yet ponderous! I’m not sure why, but it leaves me in a state of not knowning whether to scream or eat a banana. Good poetry does that to me! 🙂
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I think you should scream while eating a banana. It would look really funny.
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Enjoyed that immensely – thanks.
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I enjoyed your comment immensely. You’re welcome and thanks.
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Go for it! Far easier to ask forgiveness than permission. But then again, who needs forgiveness when you are right?
Red.
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So true. I knew you would have some wisdom for me tonight.
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We are on the same wavelength tonight. The poem I posted is about letting go of the dumb crap and doing what makes you happy. Dammit.
Red.
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Sounds like a plan to me.
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Don’t live with regrets, live with the moment. The present moment.
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Indeed….you never know when you’ll be out of moments.
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Your baggage makes for great blog fodder!
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I thanks you for that kind sir. And….I meant to say “thanks”. It’s my way.
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Reflective.
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Thank you.
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Nice work, woman, resonates with me deeply right now, so much coming at me and just trying to sort through it all, make sense of all the pages of my life as I decide what direction next. Whacko is how the world looks to me right now. Thanks for bringing a little stabilization via your insightfulness, elements we all share at some time or other. Or the collective thought energy all just because of that damn full moon, lol. 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Directions…….I really hate directions. I too, need to sort this all out.
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Meant: Or IS the collective thought …
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