crossroads arise to meet me
options warring for better ground
distant thoughts sneaking in closer
selections level out to prevail
metaphoric intervention
offer up your talents
on a pallet of wounded woe
disappointment in the labyrinth
steals that whale of defeat
from the tiniest mouth of joy
wrested back from such absentee
shock
I am all opposing thumbs
arguing with the ever present
unwanted circumstance
loneliness possesses such terrible
eyesight
I can't see the garden for the flowers
so one flower at a time
'The Wound Of My Problem'
blooms backwards
dripping its blood onto
the branches of time......
(March 8, 2014 858am)
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loneliness possesses such terrible
eyesight
I can't see the garden for the flowers
so one flower at a time
very nice .
thank you so much Davin.............
sorry it took me so long to respond to your kind comments and thank you for them. Sincerely M.