RiverJordan

Cloudy Certainty

afflicted retinas; mental prisoners,

 

summer shivers, fall-heat sweats;.

 

HAZMAT frigid; hell's winter;

 

spring is quixotic,

 

befallen dividence,

 

shadowless

 

diurnal incompetence.

 

life is like a circle;

 

heals,

 

then it hurts you.

 

soothe the glowing wounds;

 

do you conquer pain or overcome it?

 

sometimes,

 

we yearn,

 

 

what we need not,

 

lows are highs,

 

spaceships; shot down in the sky,

 

master self or be controlled by what may consequently be beyond this,

 

what is life.?

 

 

 

 

Comments3

  • orchidee

    A nice write in the shape of a fountain, River. Oh woe, sometimes me only cloudy certainty is that I'm in Cloud Cuckoo Land - so I say! lol.

    • RiverJordan

      Haha if your cuckoo, I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs, thanks for the check Orch, ✔

      • orchidee

        Is this Cloud Cuckoo Land? Everyone walking about standing on their head, as you are?! lol.

      • RiverJordan

        I guess I'm the only one standing on my head, everybody seems to be on their two feet.

        • orchidee

          Erm, I was gonna try a bit of Yoga stuff, involving inversion, being upside down. But I thought - I got enough to do, enough matters in life, while being the right way up, let alone standing on me head!' lol

        • myself and me

          "life is like a circle", yet each round is different.



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