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February 3rd, 2014 § 0 comments

Poem #321 for Lorraine Trovato-Cantori

Ringing in the new year as an omen…
Last year was shedding the skin
…this year will begin the journey

There are occurances in life so wonderful
yet still,
during the lulls,
the downtime in-between happenings
I wonder
is life really supposed to be all experience and no purpose?

I am curious about their stares, their curiosity

putting myself on the outside
then
questioning why I end up on the outside

instigating myself to manipulate life…

What is possible at this point?

Life is long
so
who knows what the next forty will bring

 

 

 

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(written with pen on paper on the new year’s eve)

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