Awaiting what may come
Looking for a spark inside
Yet feeling only numb
Searching for an answer
For the way that things have gone
Wond'ring if there's still a chance
Or if it's surely done
Only time will show the truth
Of how all things will be
Time's an unforgiving path
For wand'ring souls like me
~ greg ~
Author notes
My thoughts often wander, and sometimes it feels my life does too. These are thoughts I had when feeling particularly disoriented.
** This is an older poem I wrote before finding the Inkwell. I realize the feelings are similar to the last one I put here, but this is from an earlier time. What can I say, confusing times give me the inspiration to write. -chuckle- **
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What do you think?
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edgy... really has that dark approach, kinda mysterious and makes you wonder... i like!
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Thanks Mes,
This is from a time when things seemed dark, and I wasn't sure what would come next. Yet time thinks not of such things. It just continues on.
~Greg~
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I think in order to be a good, great, wonderful and interesting poet or writer we have to be willing to let our minds wander and ask 'what is?'. If we didn't nothing would come of this world. Even inventors have to let their minds wander and ask the age old question. No not 'which came first, the chicken or the egg' .
This was great. Thanks for sharing.
~*Brooke*~

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Thanks Brooke!
These were thoughts I had during a time of many doubts, and the words seemed to flow out on their own.
Time is not a subtle thing. It goes on it's own way and leaves us to try to keep up or fall behind.
I often find myself slightly behind.
~Greg~
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Excellent!
love this write! Pen On!
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This is the way I find myself as well Greg. My thoughts often wander in different directions for seemingly no reason whatsoever. I liked this write and relate to it well, as I'm certain others do too. Good job
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Thanks B.E.!
I went to your site looking for a name. I'm glad I did, cause from the screen name I assumed you were a girl. So much for assumptions. -chuckle- I'm thirty something myself, though no kids, fortunately. I've just started writing myself in the last year. It is a nice way to release your thoughts and feelings.
Yes, time moves on, regardless of our wanderings, sometimes leaving us a bit behind.
btw: Welcome to the group! I've only been here a month or so myself, but it is a cool place. I like it better than the other groups I've been in.
I'll be by to read something of yours soon.
~Greg~
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It reminds me of how I've often felt myself. Time waits for no one, even those uncertain of their path. I just wonder if it's too late . . .


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Thanks!
Truly said. It waits for no one, regardless of the circumstance. I often feel left behind, trying to catch up. -chuckle-
~Greg~
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BEAUTIFULLY EXPRESSED!
The unforgiving time, it passes with no regard to anyone. A wonderful write.


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Thanks!
Yes, time has no regard for mere mortals. It just goes on it's way.
~Greg~
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Time Passes
Time drifts by until the last,
swallow of my coffee.
Time is something, that we all share.
With me right here and you over there,
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Thanks Bob,
I wrote a reply the other night, but my computer timed out on me when I was sending it. (I hate it when that happens.) So if you got it, ignore this.
Anyway yes, time is always passing by, sometimes passing us by as well, even if we have had our coffee.
I like how you incorporate a rhyme into your comments. Very cool.
Thanks for the comment.
~Greg~
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Nice. Good flow, soft, and breifly spoken.
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Thanks!
At the time they were passing thoughts on a given situation, yet I find myself often feeling them about other things as well.
~Greg~
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Impressive older piece, Greg! This is such a penetrating look into you. Each line is strong and emotive. Nothing insignificant in this write at all! Your creativity for dark expression is fabulous! Loved it!


~Lori

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Thank you Lori!
Once again, these were thoughts that came to me during a rather strange period. At least these times give me thoughts to write about.
I'm still trying to come up with a happy one though. -chuckle- I will sooner or later.
Thanks,
~Greg~
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You are giving some great poems to us Greg.
I like the reference to the wandering souls for the perfect ending, well done
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Thanks Ronn!
Yes, I often seem to feel that way. That's why I liked Starr's reference to gypsies. I feel like one myself sometimes.
Thanks,
~Greg~
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This is certainly a poem I can relate to a great deal as I often find myself feeling this way. Time is indeed an unforgiving path, made doubly so by the fact that we have to deal with it whether we want to or not. I like the flow of this piece. It's short but you manage to cram a lot of good content in there. Great write.
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Thank you Ontarah!
Truly said. We have no real choice in the matter. Time is always there, and always moving forward, sometimes leaving us slightly behind. -chuckle-
~Greg~
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For all us Gypsies, time does become our greatest enemy in achieving our success. To live all of life and feel every current of emotion it has to offer and bask within the glory of being alive.
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Thanks Starr!
Wow, you dug deep for this one. And it's funny cause I was just looking at the earlier poems this morning, and thinking of how to edit them before I put them on the reading list. They were all written before I found the Inkwell.
That is the one I actually did edit this morning. I'm glad you chose that one to read, the others still need work. -chuckle-
Thank you very much for the comment, and for coming by and checking out the site.
I like the gypsy reference too, I often feel like one myself.
~Greg~
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