A swim through the hourglass and a fall through the cracks of time.

Looking back It was scary. ... In the moment, it was surreal... like watching a movie (sorta).... a hazy memory, thankfully. I was pretty hurt and I'm sure that I would have been in excruciating pain, if fully aware.... My face was cut badly, some broken bones, bruising that looked like I had been beaten with a baseball bat all over and head trauma that I was super duper lucky wasn't worse than it was....

So, definitely a reminder... to be grateful for each day you get.

Thanks for the read, the list add and your thoughtful comments, Tim... I appreciate you!
🌹 - B

Blu

This is a very courageous and beautiful write that I deeply identify with.  Such horrors that exist in the potentialities of existence.  And yet...  We are somehow able to withstand such experiences, even to the point of equanimity and capitulation, which is perhaps the greatest horror of all, which is not horrifying at all...

I have had some strange experiences in my life, for shore.  

I think that experiences, such as you so eloquently express here, advance a persons perspective, in the sense that they reveal something "other", and this expands perception and consciousness.

Like going to the wilderness for initiation.  Unfortunately or fortunately (depending how you look at it) initiation must always hurt and leave a mark.

I hurt that you hurt.

You make a terrific point, Cipher... It is kind of an initiation of sorts... I was definitely left with an overwhelming sense of appreciation for every single day, breathing.

I thank you so much for reading and leaving such wonderfully touching and insightful sentiments.

I was hurt then, but I'm fine nowadays :)
Thanks for the solidarity!
🌹 - 💙
B
xo

Fantastic write beautiful, thankfully you made it and are here to share your wonderful poetry with us all
Love and light
Ron xx

You are a light source that shines so very bright 🔆 upon my page. I always always find myself smiling when I see your comments, my dear friend 🙏🏻. I appreciate you, the generous list add and all those smiles....

Much love from across the pond ✨ 🌊 ✨
🌹⚔️ 💙
xoxo
B

Sometimes accidents  happen in cars and motorcycles that causes pain and fear for what happen.  You need to face it head on and maybe you will learn something.  Keep in writing you strong beautiful smart strong sexy woman.

I certainly learned a lot, that's for sure!
Thanks, Francisco!
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"upon a "something"" ... this line hooked me ... made me pause for several moments ... "etheral misty" ... yes ... poetic gold ... "my husk and i" ... love this line ... plus the nod to ee cummings with the lower case "i" ... "harsh reality of iron" ... has a timeless ... deep feel about it ... then the clincher ... the increasing space at the end ... like the poem is drifting off ... away from me ... before I can hear the last line ... excellent write B ...

Ohhh LilD.... your comments hit the very heart of my heart. I didn't expect anyone to be interested or like this poem., as I wrote it more out of an obligation to myself ... I kept putting off writing it because of the headspace I knew I'd be left in... yet, I knew it was sitting out there... waiting to be finished, let out... written out... processed fully and put away, where it needs to live..... So, I am truly grateful for your thoughtful comments and valuable feedback.... I am relieved that it conveyed what it did and that the emotion was there...

I am so lucky to have your thoughts available to read.... it means so so much to me.

All my warmest affections,
🌹 - 💙
xo
B

Dear BV,

To me this piece eloquently describes that sense of a near death or out of body experience. Where shock, or morphine, take over and all the negative head chatter and all the physical pain releases and only feelings of some loss or regret come through. But, mostly that feeling of release. Hard for me to aptly explain what I mean. I have some more work to do in written definitions it would appear. I do, however, hope this comes across clearly and that is after reading your notes and poem I am very happy you are here today to share your magnificent talent.  Also to purge some of the ick that lingers from such a huge life event because I truly think from episodes like this come inner wisdom. If none of that was sensible then…this is a fabulous write. H🌷

I understand completely and agree with you, H.
It's how I felt or maybe it's fragments of what I felt because that's really all that I can remember, are sparse fragments. So your comments /summations are extremely astute. I am so grateful, humble and often reminded of just how lucky and appreciative I should be.... I am all smiles you mentioned me still being here and the inner wisdom or insight that comes from walking an edge.... It's definitely there, sure but I also think you have to be smart enough to ALWAYS keep that memory available at a moments recall because it's sometimes easy to stuff down deep and forget....
Thank you for sharing such insightful comments and your lovely kindness....
I'm glad I'm here too, my friend 🙏🏻  
🌹 - 💙
xo  
B

I think I remember the previous poem; I somehow knew right away the event this referred to. It sounds quite perfectly dreamy in some ways, quite amazing you decided to come back.... but I'm really glad you did. 😊 Perhaps there's a purpose for sadness and regret after all.
What a spectacular write.
❤k

Wow, thanks so much for reading and your amazing remarks /comments, k. I so cherish your visits and like to think there was purpose there, as well.... It's something that I very much try to remind myself of daily.... to be appreciative, even when it's difficult.

Thanks so much, dear lady!!


Tampa Bay has a chance to close out the semi-finals tomorrow in New York for game 6...Game 5 yesterday was a bloodbath shutout  final @ 8 - 0 —
Tampa Bay...I was almost drunk on the high!! .. hahaha... Not getting cocky... only HOPEFUL!!!
LET'S GO BOLTS!
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xoxo
Wish us luck 🤞🏻

My Bruins are out, so I can wish you all the luck now!! ⚡⛈🌩
After that you could end up against Montreal in the final, and I might have decisions to make... 😉
(Really I don't care much, but I have friends who are big Habs fans...)

You took me into the tranquility before peace is dashed and cold steel reality of how delicate the balance is between you and the road and cars whizzing by. It seems like a dream but the illusion dissolves the moment of collision. I am so glad you are here to write this poem. You made it. I am grateful beyond words to read this.

Xo
John

Thank you, John.
I too, am grateful....
I appreciate you and your thoughtfulness of word and deed.

Much love, my friend 🙏🏻
🌹 - 💙
xo
Susan

I truly enjoyed this Blue. After re-reading the title and your author notes I can see the word play, the overall feeling of floating, slipping through time of what must've been a long recovery.

Brilliant pen.

I appreciate your insightful feedback, Walter. This continuation poem, along with the first one I penned, were difficult to write and publish... So your comments are truly valuable and mean a lot to me..... 🙏🏻

All my warmest thanks and gratitude, my friend
🌹 - B