I'm drunk when I write this
what else can I possibly be?
In my mind is the little she
who has not this recourse,
just endless emotions
with no way to hide &
seek is
that why we play?
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Always. Its the searching that taunts us.
a thought provoking read, although
that 'little she' has me a little confused/concerned
is this a she, looking back at a little she
or someone else's perspective, your words voice?
I think that essential context
may be necessarily to prevent our misinterpretation
and free our imagination, to trust
your artistry's conceptualisation...
if that makes any sense, lol
It's about my little daughter
bless you!
A great write!
Not sure what this is about at all.
Context via comments definitely needed as per above entry.
It's about my 3 year old. Watching her grow and experience so many emotions that are new to her without being able to really articulate them properly (not that any of us can). I rarely put context - preferring to be elusive, evasive and, in this case, indecipherable
Understood - "elusive, evasive and, in this case, indecipherable" For the record I prefer, and strive for straightforward , explicit and clear. Each to their own.
However, your write then makes it easy to misconstrue your words here in a way which could make the viewer very uneasy......
Thanks for straightening me out.
How does the world look to a newborn, with its kaleidoscope of images - maybe as your have so poemed - endless emotions
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