…I flew pass my old house today
Hovered above an apple tree
Black snow was falling on the ground
Paint peeling off the garage, striping itself naked
Bearing its soul of heartache and sadness
Not remembering it was once a happy home
…The house is an abandoned eyesore
All the windows are covered with board
I pondered if its to keep the ghosts inside
Or keep them from escaping
Enough seen.
It’s time to fly again, and never return
Let the ghosts wrestle among themselves
I’m free!
I can fly!
I miss my house, but not the life. I’d rather fly everyday with strong wings,
Or flop with a broken one, just not be caged.
Peace my friends.
5:49 PM
Vera Robinson © 2015
Mar 20, 2015 @ 23:19:54
I love this Vee- Deep imagery and words. Xo
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 09:06:58
I’ve had recent conversations regarding my ex. My thoughts started bouncing all over the place. Thank you for your comments! Have a great weekend. Peace!
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 17:49:35
I know what you mean- writing is a great way to get them out :))
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 19:01:08
It is a release factor!
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 19:05:23
Yes! It’s a blessing to write!!
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 19:08:49
It really is. Many thoughts are easier to express on paper as opposed to being verbal. The flow is natural, especially if experienced. You don’t have to think about it.
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 19:34:13
It really is- i find it much easier to make my point through poetry.
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 19:35:26
And you do it remarkably well!
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 19:37:12
Thank you Vee! You do as well lovely soul.
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Mar 21, 2015 @ 19:38:31
My pleasure!!
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Mar 22, 2015 @ 06:29:57
It’s a sort of sad truth Vera that one cannot go back. No matter whether it’s a good or a bad past, all it contains are the ghosts we can’t seen to summon.
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Mar 22, 2015 @ 09:02:18
I agree! I’m happy here in the now! 😁
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Mar 23, 2015 @ 13:57:39
It sounds like you are moving on, moving forward. A lovely poem, Ms. Vee.
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Mar 23, 2015 @ 14:26:28
Thank you. Yes the flight of living is very rewarding. Blessings and peace!
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