It is hard to be rational at irrational times
To allow this freedom to laugh or cry
As the logical can hold a breath to tight
When the illogical can hand a key of light
Emotions get entangled from the story within
To separate the two is when living truly begins
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: So much work at the moment that my own triggers are firing off! It never easy to run your own business your way but we all have trauma to heal or share the journey to keep us grounded to what we feel. I thank my friends and mostly apologetically my outstanding wife, for helping my dark side turn in to light. We each must do as we feel to find the calmness of balancing the love within
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Good write Dan.
Always appreciated my friend
this has got to be one of your very best to date ... not only a brill little poem but one that contains a whole lot of insight and truth ..... write on brother Dan .........................Neville
If not for my muse these words could not be found. For the opening lines was her words to me after a dark episode!
Always appreciate your time my friend
Hopeful write, Dan.
Thank you kindly, it did the job for me!
Short but interesting writing . I liked it .
Thank you an bs the word all came because of a screaming child!
Appreciate your time
Well put and ditto.. I too have gone through a dark tunnel with mine only to realise the situation only brings us closer.. Love to you and your wife ❤️
Bless when we can see all the beauty in dark and light
Always appreciate your time
Your life has really begun now Dan and it will be so very good from now on.
Andy
No joke there buddy, it really is!
Always appreciated
Brilliant!
its hard to not take for granted those loyal few who stand at our side, shows the measure of the person to recognise and express gratitude, even if overdue
that's the secret to communication we all misunderstand, true love needs little watering to blossom, but its only when we're in-synch we can recognise those telltale signs for us to provide those rainfall words of solace: our parched partner's rely upon...
Your reflection is always dazzling
Such a gift to know your vibration
May your journey be like a vacation
From one soul to another
You make mine more worth it!
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