Friday, July 19, 2013

Slate


Slate

I repair to my room
driven by night and
longing to think who
am I, what am I, why
through what tear 
in the mesh of my life
did I change key, no?

10 comments:

  1. No, you did not change key. Your WORLD changed key.

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  2. I think sometimes that life is just crazy. I'm over fifty now and wondering what the hell happened!

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    1. There does seem to be something random about this world, doesn't there?

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  3. Changing key can be a good thing, no? There is beauty in those minor keys, too. Something soulful. I love the searching in your words, and have felt this way myself.

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  4. A tight response to the prompts. Nicely done.

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  5. A frugal use of Brenda's Wordle. Well done!

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  6. Wowzers. I so relate! I am living a Hell Week and wondering: how the hell did this HAPPEN?????

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  7. p.s. Also....how do I make it STOP??????

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  8. Awesome job! I can relate to this as well

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  9. Sometimes it's hard to believe what turns our lives have taken, how we end up where we are and why? Your poem does a wonderful job describing these twist of fate.

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