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A Lighter Shade of Dark

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A Lighter Shade of Dark

Thoughts swirling around in my head
Constantly in motion, confusing
Making sense and then senseless
Unable to control their movement
Reminiscent of the oscillating fan
hanging from the ceiling
I stare at it listening to the gentle hum
and the clinking of the pull
caught in its own draught
Disoriented by my own
uncontrollable emotions

I watch the rotations above me
allowing them to calm my mind
Mesmerized by the gyration
and feeling my heartbeat slowing
My eyelids flutter in silken silence
to the rhythmic, gentle turning 
Unaware of time passing
Becoming sober in thought
and centered of spirit
My outlook had become
a lighter shade of dark


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Word Prompts

Oscillating - Word of the Day
Sober - FOWC
Silk - RDP
Blog, Thought Provoking

Train of Thought

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Train of Thought

Your words live
in my thoughts
Sometimes they delight
and are invited to stay
Other times they wound
and I show them the door

They feed my heart
Nourish my soul
and thoughts
become my words
flowing freely
back to you

When words harm
they linger in my head
slowly poisoning
a bruised spirit
And I cannot
speak to you

Instead I write
my thoughts
that spew forth
like demons
exorcised
from my body

So you might understand 



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Blog, Discovery

Negativity

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Negativity

Negative thoughts taunted
In my head, not amusing
Appearing, unwanted
Leaving me daunted
Muddling and confusing

Forcing me to search
So easy to find out about you
Feeling my heart lurch
Looking for a smirch
It is there for everyone to view

I see your life lived like a fool
Old lovers and ex-wives, 
Such a collection of jewels
Like a pack of old mules
and as blunt as rusty knives
 
Then I see you as superior
Leaving me tormented
Feeling inferior
Mostly ulterior
By that which is presented
 
Fresh as the morning dew
there with a younger love
a good match for you
You are stuck like glue
Your hand inside her glove

Where is the gravity
that pulled us together
Lost in my negativity
Slipping down the declivity                   
Always breaking the tether

 
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