I've spread myself more than I ever dreamed
Each time my heart was left in tatters straight from a teen
Nothing able to brake the views I'd been gifted to see
Most days I feel more trouble than I'm worth, to keep up these battles to walk on this earth
The gifts I've been given are second to none, children too show me lifes not a race to be won
It becomes the darkest of places when the mind says no but the heart says yes, stuck in the middle with no hope or faithfulness
Each moment becomes a lifetime and every step a never-ending hill, wishing you never had to choose between the colour pills
Our paths ripple through many life lines of the decisions that we use, to become the unbreakable pattern that pulls our every move
There are no winners or losers just a riddle to paddle through, the thickness of the matter all depends on the mood.
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: What more can I say than I'm writing for better days! Keep up yours my friends. Much peace and respect
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Great writing Dan ) especially like the mention of hills . Life can be very difficult can’t it .. bern struggling a bit myself at times
That it can my friend and when I first saw your message I laughed as I grew up in a place called birch Hill, in a street called hillberry and no matter where I went there was always a bloody hill!
I guess it was for the train of what life choices I would take.
Hope you find some flat ground soon my friend
Always appreciate your time
Indeed, this reads so true wise poet
(Some paintings are mere splattered paint on a blank canvas!
Purposely lacking clear definition or a narrative
designed for our eyes to make out
the patterns that only we can uncover
from the chaotic mess it all resembles
at first glance.
Our lives, too
often appear to be a chaotic pattern of reactionary choices and mistaken actions
but I wonder
when that all-knowing universe or mother Gaia
look upon us, do we appear like those messy paintings
from within which they too, glean
the meaning and worth we imbue
into each breath, striving to define
our tattoo mark on this
our ephemeral experience of existence...)
Ha! Reading that felt like I had just been in the cold tub, such a beautiful breath from within and like I was being shown what was needed....
Nothing!
Absolutely loved this, carry on!
Yes indeed, the better days that are on their way, and as we write ✍️ makes them come sooner and makes us feel better. TFS PD.
I'll keep sailing the seven seas looking for another breeze. Thank you kindly my friend, keep up the pen!
Chin up, chest out, shoulders back & plod on slow with ya head held high .. You have far too much to fight for Dan .. and though not easy I have faith in you sir ......... Neville
Been dark for a while tbh my friend but so nice to pull through and find comfort in the spirit of your words.
Thanks for the faith when mine goes astray
Always appreciated with much peace and respect
I am glad to hear that that dark place has begun to throw up some long overdue light Dan .. AGT's Neville
I find your allusion to life as a riddle quite powerful; begging to be solved, but somehow always just out of reach. Food for deep thought, a fine write!
Thank you so much my friend and it may of taken awhile but I swear I'm so close but sure time will let me know if it is real or just another post along the way..
Truly appreciate your time
With much peace and respect
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