Thursday, 26 January 2012

the road

it hurts to traverse that road
in my mind's eye
it is a straight path
but your machinations stop me
I find pieces of glass embedded under my shoes
left all alone in that labyrinth
I need a knife to cut the path

"why do my boots stop me
from following what my heart desires?"
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12 comments:

  1. Old Ollie26 January 2012 at 09:04

    truly a cool poem - perfect images GT

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  2. cosmos cami26 January 2012 at 09:58

    WONDERFUL images.
    Each line was a treat.

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  3. Sherry Blue Sky26 January 2012 at 10:38

    Oh that is the Big Question! Well said.

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  4. Taylor Boomer26 January 2012 at 12:14

    amazing one.

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  5. Brian Miller27 January 2012 at 04:59

    there is def some interesting tension in your last 2 lines...

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  6. Margaret27 January 2012 at 05:45

    It isn't wise to ALWAYS follow one's heart!

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  7. Polly Janos27 January 2012 at 07:20

    I'm so glad to be reading you again. You are one of my favorites! And this poem is wonderful in the feelings conveyed in well chosen words. Why, indeed? Hand me a knife, as well, won't you?

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  8. Doctor FTSE27 January 2012 at 10:36

    A fine image for a difficult relationship.

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  9. Carrie Burtt27 January 2012 at 11:06

    Thought provoking Gautami....wonderful imagery and poetics! :-)

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  10. Steve Isaak27 January 2012 at 15:37

    Good, visually-vivid, relatable read.

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  11. G-Man27 January 2012 at 17:25

    Gautami!!!!!!!!
    Welcome back Home.
    What a vivid picture of triumph and dedication.
    Loved your 55 My Friend
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  12. Sara McNulty28 January 2012 at 15:42

    Truly excellent imagery!

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