I'm in two minds
and out of both
stumbling through a few
more of various kinds
all the time all this fear
ricochets against my skull
as I try to flee from things
I don't want to hear
I beg for sleep
I yearn for peace
in my head as I pray
my soul my thoughts to keep
but they keep coming coming back
like waves upon a beach
crashing down and sucking in
a victim of my own attack.
A contest entry
- Turbulent by azure85.
600 points, ended February 5, 2007, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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What a wonderful poem here....a victim of your own attack.....
I guess that's what happens most of the times when the fears are running through your mind.You just can not stop them.
This poem is sooooo simular to how I feel sometimes lately....
I loved it
XXJeannette


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Excellent
Truly this is so worthy of your trophy and I am so pleased to see it here. Excellent work. Well done. I loved this. ~Pam


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Genius!!!
Oh Sweetie, this is amazing!! You impress me everytime. I just love the spiralling effect you create and the whole poem transforms to 'you' being the cause of your own fears. This is very well put and quite a good lesson my friend!!!

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A perfect description of turbulence within a mind
A whirlwind of emotional responses
Great, powerful images produced.
A beautiful write Well done darl.
Jeffro -
Congratulations on your award

This was a great contest and this was a great entry
warm thoughts
Frozentearz -
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Thank you, glad you liked it.
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This is SLENDID!!!!I loved this write.It's beautiful.When I tell you that you're my fav author,this is exactly what I mean.
God Bless You
Josh


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hmmm... I can feel the angst flowing freely through this piece... very decriptive and very emotive write here sis...excellent work love
ps love , love , love the background , it's...beautiful
J

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Very good use of the word turbulent, with your descriptions on the natural and spiritual level. This is a good poem with many meanings in it.
but they keep coming coming back
like waves upon a beach
crashing down and sucking in
a victim of my own attack.
Turbulent effects continue, sometimes of our own accord. Very nicely written, and I thank you for your entry. Good luck in the contest.
Susie
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