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The Flirting
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The Flirting |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada 
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 A bird stops in its flight midair to gaze outside the fringes of a patio lamp transfixed and still, it seems to be seduced entranced by something elusive inside I do not indulge nor spend time to bask in the luxury of getting spellbound be awed at unfathomed depths of wonder I wallow at my life's tattered loose ends afloat dazed in my own internal waves like wind spinning leaves in a mad circle I walk around apathetic, detached from cuddling fantasies and unreal dreams I envy the bird its fascination hovering from the outside looking in like a moth that flutters around a flame oblivious of danger, flirting with it. @jjote 09/29/2017 |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I hear you. Sometimes we have had enough "stuff" going on that we just don't have room for anything else. We lose our desire to engage the good things. It is hard to just be and breathe and know that in the big scheme of things everything is alright. Been there a million times and back again. Too bad you don't get frequent flier miles, I'd take a trip somewhere. Hang in there Lady and remember the Universe is on your side. ~L |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
Thank you Lori, good to know your in my side too |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
We also some times get in rut we don't even realize we're in. One that nobody on the 'outside' bothers to bring up, whether fearing retribution, or just don't feel comfortable with the saying. Sometimes, we need outside help to help us realize we are in that rut. So, it's not always 'us'. j. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I do not indulge nor spend time to bask in the luxury of getting spellbound be awed at unfathomed depths of wonder I wallow at my life's tattered loose ends this was beautiful....who was it that said, live life to the fullest... wonderfully done |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Watching the humming birds has different things to different people. I don't make anything out of it except the complete fasination of the humming birds seemingly effortless wonder of its ability to stay in one placce as it hovers maybe to check out if there any danger around. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
loved it, i need birds so many times, to be more serene, this is such a powerful poem, thanks yann |
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