Open Poetry #22 |
" Passing Strange" |
Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Such lucid moments now by far appear more distant than the sun. Who knew when wished upon a star these waking dreams had just begun? All constants quickly melt away accelerating winds of change, did seem like only yesterday, my life was more than passing strange.. A toe-hold on reality affords the mind uncertain grip. My last best hope to break the mold and from its' narrow confines slip, might be if I were diagnosed once more as clinically deranged, for then, would only yesterday, my life seem more than passing strange. These tattered wits now bit by bit have left upon a speeding train. There's no-one (come to think of it) conducting what scant few remain. The greatest comfort left to me I find when words are re-arranged, as seems like only yesterday my life was more than passing strange. Doc |
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Daniel van Vliet Member
since 2001-08-31
Posts 80 |
..... nice write! |
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Samantha G Kennedy Member
since 2002-07-27
Posts 131Kent England |
I am so glad I found this, it reads fantastic! "All constants quickly melt away accelerating winds of change, did seem like only yesterday, my life was more than passing strange.." you certainly got my read of the day, I think this is exceptional! Bravo! |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Daniel, Thanks for the reply. If you're ever passing through "Strange", look me up (it's not too far from Bewilderment). Doc Samantha, Thank you for your kind words, I'm glad you enjoyed. Doc |
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