the hesitations spring like reeds
that sway and bend at the edge of me
I have been disturbed beyond surfaces
as if the stone of your name were dropped
again and again into the heart of me
and I must swallow it whole or break
© Sarah Whiteley
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Maintaining inner peace is so difficult sometimes….deep pain in these lines.
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This was heart tugging, Sarah…xx
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Heavy …Sarah
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Ok, before anyone starts to think I’ve gone off the deep end into an abyss of despair, I really am fine. Just expressing some self-doubt which I’m certain I will work through in due time. 🙂 Peace
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Wonderful Sarah
So few words, so much said
David
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what about skipping stones? lightly across the surface? i suppose that’s dissatisfying, too.
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there’s something very satisfying about a great big KER-PLUNK… if you’re not a fish, that is 🙂
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