Drifting in a
dream like state
Drinking from
fountain of truth
Softly floating down
stepping on that line
once more
For the boundaries
are never set
I fall again.
Author notes
A Fine Line
A contest entry
- Word Prompt 10/30 by AliceinPoetryLand.
900 points, ended November 7, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I like this. I see the old “the road to hell is paved with good intentions” thing. How often some of us cycle. Just this one last time…because maybe this time it’s real.
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When the world keeps shifting under one it makes it difficult to keep ones footing and stay upright. Falling downs the easy part, it's the climbing back up that's the problem. Congrats on the HM, dear.
Love,
Mouser
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Wonderful! And so much truth in this! Tj=hanks so much for this entry.
Gaylene
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Damn. It's an endless cycle isn't it?
Great take hun.
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