DocAndersen
girded in armor and
looking out upon the field of battle
i am all.
Eyes winking i turn
to walk away from what
once was the resting place
to rise, to be free of the sound
that resonated with me
in me
of me
by me, but in the sense that
the sound
in the air where i was
near the air, but not in the air
breathing, expelling, by me
in proximity
but not by me.
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Question of
Do you sometimes look at something and find a story?
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Yes
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No
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Question of
sometimes we just have to be amazed right?
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Yes
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No
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To be free of the sound that resonated in me… I wonder if that is even possible, There are some sounds that resonate within and remain with you until your grave.
it is a dilemma you are right, we cannot lose the sounds that are within us, but sometimes we still seek freedom.
Absolutely, these are the most difficult internal battles that we fight. I like these lines and impact of what happens there.
it is the sound of a bird’s wings flapping.
the sounds of a pickle jar opening.
the sound between the sound when a couple sits on a bench and watches.
It is in those too but those aren’t the ones you want to be free of.
no those are the ones I want to keep, but there are many i wish to remove as well
Even the window curtains are visible. These houses are dreams.
my wife enjoyed watching it moving!
Q: DO YOU SOMETIMES LOOK AT SOMETHING AND FIND A STORY?
Yes (4 votes) – 80%
No (1 votes) – 20%
Q: SOMETIMES WE JUST HAVE TO BE AMAZED RIGHT?
Yes (5 votes) – 100%
And everyone says I talk in riddles. I love this!
the poet only shows, never tells!
I can only marvel at moving the house because this is something incredible for our situation.
it was amazing, they took it to the daycare where our twins went for a bit
Yes I always think of stories while birdwatching, butterfly watching and the sunset of course.
or standing on the ladder to get pictures of Robins! 🙂
I absolutely love coming here just to see what treasures you have found to share.
(Oh dear, here comes husband. I am busted reading without him.
it is an old poem from a time when i was trying to figure out what I wanted to be.