I do not feel needed
but sometimes wanted
I’m often beneath you
and a bit haunted
Opening doors that go nowhere
at dawn
Marching to pale tunes
ever a pawn
coalescing over green hills
dew drop serenade
As long as I swallow the pills
I can be unmade
awaken whole with feverish start
glum the forecasting
of the pulling apart
A night comes, a day
together the same
marching to pale tunes
that unspell my name
I do not feel wanted
but alas I am needed
there’s a chilling wind
and clouds have been seeded
turn toward the storm
thundering its might
the rains are cold
as day turns to night
Wow. I love this. Impossible to read only once. It kind of hollowed me out and filled me with things I need to ponder.
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Thank you my friend
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Ugh but made me sad too! I can’t help asking if you’re okay? 🙂 I love Christine’s comments, I feel the same way.
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Oh yes I’m fine, thank you for asking, that is very sweet. It was meant to be a story from the perspective of someone who feels trapped by their place in life and sees no way out
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You’ve captured that perfectly
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Thanks again, I always appreciate seeing you here!
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My pleasure!
And thank you, that’s very humbling!
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This broke my heart several times and is still whispering in my brain
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I’m happy (sad?) you liked it. Thanks Chi
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I think it hurt just the way it was supposed to. The voice of sadness, wisdom, experience and longing for something lost.
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then indeed it did as I intended 🙂
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Olde Punk– I always feel as though your poetry speaks in some ancient language that resonates with my soul.
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that is very kind of you Christine! What a compliment!:)
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Well deserved my friend, well deserved.
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WoW!!! i had myself convinced….but this shattered the facade….”marching to pale tunes
that unspell my name
I do not feel wanted”………..loved it!!! 🙂 🙂
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Thanks baba, I appreciate you reading
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Always my pleasure!!! 🙂 🙂
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I do think this is one of the moving, painful and powerful lines of poetry I have read in a long time. ANd as you know, I read some pretty kick-ass writing on the regular my friend.
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it is…..and you write kick ass poems too……..i enjoy reading them 🙂 🙂
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you’re too kind my friend
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Thank you! Love your writing as well.
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Thank you so much!!! 🙂 🙂
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now you’re just trying to get me to blush!
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OldePunk– now you have given me ideas! You know I adore you and your writing. Making blush would just be icing on the cake.
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lmao. I was kidding, it take ALOT to make me blush;p
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I love your stuff as much, if more, on the re reads!
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*if not more
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🙏
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Thanks Vanessa ❤
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💚 😀
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How you express yourself in this emotional tone. Just got my heart to feel sad and really such passion you put into your poetic work.
This video is for you:
Smashing Pumpkins: Tonight Tonight.
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Thank you Charlie. Really appreciate you. Great song, love the Pumpkins 🙏❤
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🙂 You welcome. 🙂
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I’m dragging feet in a parallel fog, trying to find my own way back to the sun, my brother. We are not utterly alone. ❤
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The best gift we can ever give is companionship. Thank you dear friend. I’m sorry you are wondering in the fog as well. Strength and courage to you.
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You are so welcome. I’m sending you all my love and healing vibes. And I agree about companionship being a gift. If you call out, I will hear you, and come running. ❤
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words cannot convey properly my friend. thank you and remember the line runs both ways 🙂
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❤ ❤ ❤
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Reblogged this on A Global Divergent Literary Collective and commented:
Olde Punk
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Thank you!
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Wow! This is haunting, beautiful and sad… so well written! Love the imagery and the message, it speaks to me. Excellent! ❤
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Thank you very much Laurie 🙏🖤
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You’re welcome ❤
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Masterfully done, OP! Amazing images you’ve created here!
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Thank you my friend🙏
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