Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Don't Fall into the Nothing, You Can't Get Out

Trying to imagine nothing
and failing at something
so small
seeming
of a task.
Adamant,
that empty space
cannot be nothing
for it is space
filled with hope
and dreams
and the fabrications
of millions who hoped
and dreamed and failed.
Peculiar time,
night, as a wakeful mind
and tired body
compete
for attention.
Each losing.

In response to Three Word Wednesday and Poetic Asides Day 6

9 comments:

  1. The feeling/moment wonderfully described ... and wonderfully written! :o)

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  2. You describe these huge losses and battles so gently..and beautifully..your blog-name radiates throughout every piece..gentle dandelion fluff carrying big ol' messages..Jae ;)

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  3. Sheilagh Lee said :wow you described that so wonderfully.

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  4. " . . . a wakeful mind and tired body compete for attention". I know what that feels like. Nice use of the prompt words.

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  5. Thanks Deborah, Jae, Sheilagh and VL. I used to lie awake and try and imagine nothing quite a bit when I was young.

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  6. "a wakeful mind and tired body compete for attention. Each losing" - I am there right now! Well described.

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  7. Jerry~
    I've been there before! Nice rhythm here.
    My attempt:
    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/04/12/goddess-creates/

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