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1.
little said
little done
i fear the worst
sitting
somewhere in the middle of it
nestled against its cheek
holding thought
in abeyance
it is you
you see
terminating my sight
with your eyes
tell me again
that i will find
my way
2.
time settled accounts the other day
dissipating its thread
in colored loops
spindled before i had a chance
to glean what might have been.
3.
music stirs the mots
in front of me
i see them vibrate
and wonder
if this aria will find
its way home
into my body again.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014
A bit of free form with no editing. I am the first to say that I have no idea what all this means
Haha...you make me laugh Audrey! Well, even if you're not sure what all this means, I enjoyed each one.
ReplyDeletePassages are, pretty much, a muddle when one finds oneself in the middle of one. They usually sort themselves out (or are abandoned altogether) in retrospect. You may not be sure, what it means, right now - but your title speaks volumes. One foot down and then the other, and sooner or later you look around and (lo and behold) you've made it to the other side (or so I have found). Though, Dang "somewhere in the middle of it" can be the pits. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteDan Fogelberg had a song with a line in it..."down the ancient corridors." I was humming that to myself as I sat spellbound, once again, because of your talent.
ReplyDeleteLove this Audrey, makes me think of the paths we have taken or not taken in life, always in search of wholeness. Beautifully done!
ReplyDeleteThat's the spirit :-)
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I love the free form writing specially the last one, smiles ~
ReplyDeleteThat line at the bottom "I'm the first to say I don't know what this means," cracked me up. As I was reading, my first thought was "contemplative" - and really, these are the words of the stirring of the soul. Your Innerness is speaking and saying aloud that You're here. Now.
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