Tying to negotiate my way through this foggy haze
smoke induced dreams of what may have been
sun spots brighten up the abyss’ manuevers
who is this looking back at me in the mirror?
“Who is looking back at you in the mirror”–a caricature made of granules of sand–lest we possess the courage to stand without looking (or better yet; reflecting) for confirmation.
I love your writings;)
And I love your comments. :)
Thank you for taking the time out to read my humble offerings.
Confirmation is damning when you get it and when you don’t, ironic that its inbred in us to need it.
In my case, Self-defense is caused from being afraid of world.
What aspect of the world are you afraid of?
Some thing chaos.
Wow, I feel like such an idiot when I read poetry or poetic thoughts other than Dr. Suess rhymes! “I know she’s trying to say something, but what….” riddles.
I have a friend who just started a poetry blog, called poemblaze. Here’s the link to one I like: http://poemblaze.wordpress.com/2010/01/15/player-and-played/
I couldn’t figure out what it was about, so I asked. It’s about piano playing.
I’ll let him know about your blog, too.
Liked your comment on the “Hit me…” so stopped by. Glad I did. I’ll be back.
Gloris
Lux 
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