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Labyrinth
I wander the labyrinth
my ball of thread long run out
darkened angles and winding corners
before me and behind
lost in the constructions of others
astray in my own amazement
my ball of thread long run out
darkened angles and winding corners
before me and behind
lost in the constructions of others
astray in my own amazement
Published 11th Sep 2013
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Anonymous
11th Sep 2013 6:20pm
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11th Sep 2013 6:33pm
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11th Sep 2013 6:39pm
Life is a maze and some day we'll all run out of thread. Where will we strand? Thought provoking piece, J.. Like it a lot.
Chi
As to the painting: Love it.
Chi
As to the painting: Love it.
11th Sep 2013 6:42pm
Yes, I sometimes feel as though life is
just like wandering about without a map or
guide, feeling our way through it...
J.
just like wandering about without a map or
guide, feeling our way through it...
J.
There are worse concepts of living than feeling onself through life :-). Maps or guides are for beginners.
11th Sep 2013 7:00pm
Too true. It's like heading out on the highway
on your motorcycle with no destination in mind,
just the journey...
on your motorcycle with no destination in mind,
just the journey...
11th Sep 2013 7:15pm
13th Sep 2013 5:52am
There may once have been a guide, an instruction manual, but it was too boring and got thrown out!
Anonymous
11th Sep 2013 6:58pm
Oh ya! I sometimes pull a lose thread just to see how much if me will unwind. LOL!!! great poem and super painting. :)
11th Sep 2013 7:07pm
Eventually, you'll be threadbare and exposed, naked
to the world. Hmmm. interesting image, that.
to the world. Hmmm. interesting image, that.
Anonymous
11th Sep 2013 7:25pm
Um.......you better stick with motorcycle ride with chi. LOL!!!!!!!
11th Sep 2013 6:59pm
11th Sep 2013 7:04pm
11th Sep 2013 7:47pm
Your poem describes how my life is at this very moment.
So much truth in so few lines. Always a man of a few words that speak volumes (:
So much truth in so few lines. Always a man of a few words that speak volumes (:
11th Sep 2013 7:51pm
11th Sep 2013 8:22pm
Anonymous
- Edited 12th Sep 2013 2:07am
12th Sep 2013 2:06am
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12th Sep 2013 4:54am
Thanks Gab, I'm happy I finally found a poem
and a painting that goes together well.
and a painting that goes together well.
Anonymous
12th Sep 2013 11:02am
Short Classic Speaks Volumes jagracia....
strider
strider
12th Sep 2013 5:18pm
Anonymous
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14th Sep 2013 7:59am
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