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Tight Shoes and Loose Thoughts
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Skipping Stones Hands full of red clay
and dry sand,
quickly, carelessly tossed,
into that empty hole;
eyes and minds,
a thousand other places,
the grieved,
watching clouds,
checking watches
or phones,
simply trying too hard
to be here,
and somewhere else.
really captures our
really captures our in-ability to be with our emotions
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Much Love
Ashley
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or disconnection with meaningful relationships...just a thought, I have no idea what the things I write actually mean...
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aren't they one in the same thing? disconnecting emotions and meanignful relationships?
Much Love
Ashley
More a question of timing as
More a question of timing as I view the disconnect here, but I agree with you on that concept.
... I wonder soemtimes if
... I wonder soemtimes if timing is really what it is or if it's what we hang the blame on...
Much Love
Ashley
An excellent question! One
An excellent question! One deserving of a good whiskey for proper pondering;-)
oh man
indeed! we should set a time and both have whiskey and ponder and then email each other our insights!
Much Love
Ashley
Just your average funeral
Just your average funeral full of disassociation. Bad luck, it's gonna happen to all of us. Great write sir you've captured this formality well! Looking forward to more. ;) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
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Thank you Dear! Funerals are fascinating to me when viewed at a distance. Now that I have the time and energy, I'm writing again;-)
Funerals
I'm from a small town and funerals are major gatherings - you make it to the wake or the funeral, the house, or the dinner afterwards, always bringing a dish, always sending flowers. And yes. The hole is empty.
Thank you, Dear Lady A!
It's the same here. I only crawl from beneath my rock when required, but I'd rather go to a funeral than a wedding. They always seem more real, more joyous, more fun for those on the periphery. There's a sadness, a forced good humor to weddings and feeling of artifice, while at funerals, everything is naked and real, upbeat or melancholy.
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and perhaps its limited to my area, but have you noticed that the men, not in boots, all seem to be wearing shoes that no longer fit? The fidget with them more than a second grader who needs to pee! ;-)