Open Poetry #5 |
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Final Thought |
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simplyYRREHS Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 162 |
My body, she's tired, lamenting true rest But my mind, she's relentless, and offers no less Than a breif minute or two in an oblivious state Then she's racing again, as if late for a date. This battle, it seems, between flesh and thought Is implacable in taste, rigidly taut. Unyielding is this, the desire to shut down And give in to a rest that is permanently sound. "Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads." ~Henry David Thoreau |
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SnglDad Member
since 2000-01-08
Posts 115Seattle area |
Im not sure Im sure what your trying to say here? I hope that you are able to get past these feeling`s that you`ve shared here. Good Luck Sherry and God Bless ![]() Joel [This message has been edited by SnglDad (edited 01-22-2000).] |
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Songbird Member Elite
since 1999-12-15
Posts 2184Missouri |
Interesting poem, almost describes an Timex watch takes a licken but keeps on ticking, funny how a mind can be racing when it time for the body to rest. I understand it, I know people who have this problem. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Simple, Agree with stepsong, I know people like that. Enjoyed the read. |
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Anne Member
since 1999-12-31
Posts 78 |
"Sleepless in Seatle Syndrome!" Alas, I know too well what you mean! Hope you find a snatch of peace! |
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simplyYRREHS Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 162 |
Anne~ You have no idea how ironic your "Sleepless in Seattle" comment was. Thanks for your comment, I can only hope. Sherry |
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whiskey![]()
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia |
This is very good ![]() |
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