Blue Swirl
Beside me I sit alone
the vortex calls me,
I swirl down.
Within I am without,
my breath taken away
short quick gasping.
Over my face placed
egos' mask,
false desire
Leave me wanting here
steps taken devour feet
first, split gone.
The bottom finds
me empty, only
creation survived.
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Do you feel depressed?
Over my face placed
egos' mask,
false desire
oops- forgot my comment !! ^ just wanted to say that is a great line, and so truthful -- i relate well with what you have written here.
Out-freakin-standing photo and poem.
Kudos shipmate.
Sail on... sail on!!!
Bummers about new england's hamper on the cycling season. The weather, a definite plus to living in southern California, I can alight onto my 2-wheeled (and hella expensive for somebody my age) beauty whenever the urge comes.
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