Head In the Clouds – July 27, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

Your wheels roll by

Popping gravel

Soaking up my psyche

Floating

Chasing

Lost fingertips

Scratching the surface

Never digging deeper

As we all flutter by

Disappearing

Behind the fence

Locked in inertia

Induced emesis

Everything splattered

On a simple page

Never to be seen

Always there

Plain as day

And night

And twilight

Stirring, stirring…

Flushing me

Away

Hooking

My attention

Around and around again

Eventually

Everything

Skids

To a

Halt

Quietly

Slipping

Into infinity

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16 thoughts on “Head In the Clouds – July 27, 2020”

  4. Doree. This is amazing. I love this poem. It hits me on so many levels. Like You summed life (or what we often perceive it to be!) up perfectly. There’s such a profound calmness and observation quality to this….really lovely. ❤️❤️❤️ And You have become one of my vocabulary expanders! Had to look up emesis…what a beautiful way to say that! 😅 I hope You have a most wonderful day!!! Thank You!!! 🤗❤️😊

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    1. It makes me so happy this piece took you where it did ❤️. Thank you for your lovely words, and lol on emesis 😉. Thank you for the light you shine on the words I write 🤗. Happy Thursday!

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      1. Oh gosh…that’s so sweet. It’s completely my pleasure, Doree!!! Thank You! I see Your “Happy Thursday!” and raise You a “Happy Friday!!!” topped with a big hug! 😅🤗❤️🤗❣️

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