A phantom cloak i wore
of misplaced feelings
and thoughts;
captivated with life,
Opened my eyes about time;
I miss none today
nothing holds that place
that’s for myself to take.
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Prompted @ OSI , Sunday scribblings
A phantom cloak i wore
of misplaced feelings
and thoughts;
captivated with life,
Opened my eyes about time;
I miss none today
nothing holds that place
that’s for myself to take.
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Prompted @ OSI , Sunday scribblings
poetic piece,
very profound sentiments, well done.
Hi, Lady N. ~~ Very truthful.
Seems especially when we are younger we get all caught up with living OUR life and miss outt on the things with real meaning.
That is why I enjoyed our youngest child so much more than the others. Just taking time to be with her and help her grow up.
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Great piece!
You sound ready for the world or any meeting in your future…really confident and strong
Jaye
Really like those first two lines a lot!
A lovely idea for the prompt.
opening eyes will be ok .. BUt one needs to throw away that invisible cloak first t ostart again a better life
I enjoyed your poem..throwing the cloak away appears to have helped.. but then throwing is what needs courage..so difficult.. well done..
I was left with a great sense of someone taking (or regaining) control..of every minute..great write..Jae
I love how you have approached “captivate”. Deep thoughts here!
Aeria
I think, perhaps, I borrowed your cloak today. And it feels a bit like a cloak of invisibility.
the rhythm carried one along as if we too could see and feel as you…. light yet filling one’s eye…
Lovely sentiments, Nimue!
i love the triumph over your travails and the feeling of complete self-worth in the last line. wonderful, Nimue! ♥ i LOVE this!
lovely piece of writing.