"Philosophy, n. A route of many roads leading from nowhere to nothing." -Ambrose Bierce
Traveling for so long,
these limbs tremble at
the mere thought of losing
itself in the wrong direction
Yet, words spilled forth
still looking for the very
key to unlock this unknown,
but familiarized treasure;
sighs of wind, too, breathed
in ways that wasn't deemed
enough to comprehend
For the moment, an ocean
appeared along the misguided
path-
Waiting to be seen,
wanting to be touched
Traversed, was an ebb
and flow and yet still,
my feet remained submerged
underneath; lying epiphanies
are now etched within this
cocophany of a world
For the time being,
these limbs will continue
upon this unknown path
In a list
A contest entry
- Power, Placement, Perspective by JM Kenyon.
900 points, ended May 11, 2007, 34 entries
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I get a sense of grand confusion from this write, of knowing and yet not know what comes next... maybe akin to the way I constantly misplace my coffee :D I know that it is about somewhere, probably right under my face, but as it usually is, I will not find it until AFTER I have given up the search and replaced it. That might not be the best comparision, but the bottom line, is that sometimes, letting the order of things sort themselves out is all that can be done and so much more energy is wasted trying to fight what will be anyway. *hug*s and best wishes ~Genie~
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This is really great... a beautiful new form... I like your style and your wording! Great job! Rock on! xoxo Meg
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this is new, but i like it, it makes my mind wander in thought as i read it, keep it flowing amazing job by the way
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Yeah, but the unknown path holds so many mixture of feelings but in this life I guess perhaps that is what it is.
Awesome job
Kari
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