Thoughts Like Waves

The fears that threaten,

To face one's life,

On terms not one's own,

Can bring euphoria, strife,

Or a wild combination,

Like a key to a lock,

It can either move mountain,

Or leave one in utter shock.

 

Your stars...how they twinkle...

Your dimples...how merry...

Oh "Tides of the Heavens",

Don't leave life in such a hurry,

For there's so many things,

That you won't and can never know,

But believe me my love,

You will be back, should you choose to go.

 

For life is a circle,

No beginning, no end,

And living in truth,

Your whole being shall mend,

Temporary chaos,

Can seem very wrought,

On a soul who can't seem to undo

What they've thought---

 !!!!!!

Was the truth.

 !!!!!!

With that, 

Change comes tumbling down,

Then, in the blink of an eye,

Your smiles turn upside down.

 *****

We all live with threats daily,

This not new to us,

Soon you just reach a point,

Where it's not worth the fuss

*****

To be angry or vengeful,

Or feed into some dare,

Where your life is, is here,

Not your thoughts over there.

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

 

Just a poem. We all think things. 

Just sometimes we may 

not have the skills or awareness

to use the power to 

let things go, as letting go

In the mind is what is important. 

Then moving on is very easy,

Even if there is changes we must live with.

 

The thoughts come in...

The thoughts roll out.

Like the "tides" of post poems... 

And waves of emotion,

Hold onto your whitecaps,

Life can be a rough ocean!!

 

Inspiration:

 

http://www.postpoems.org/authors/astral_tides/poem/971815#comment-417755

 

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hi

hi. was updating myself with your poetry. out of the couple i've read this is my fave. i like the title, movements of emotions, the connection to water very symbolic, and your personality came across. 

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Good for you!!! I hope you

Good for you!!! I hope you keep seeing things, Karyn!! ♥


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "