This poem speaks of many elements from my past; both emotionally and physically.
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I ran the length
a trench
within my mind
Shattered thoughts
strewn about
never would I find
Motionless, as still
as fear
breathless
death was near
Crawling now
along the pit
water deep to lips
gasping, listening
motionless
breathless,
fearing that I would slip
Without a breeze
no thoughts to cleanse
a mind, so deep in mud
Lay within the trench
I dug,
breathless
gasping for a nudge
apparently you did get a nudge and I'm glad you did. Nice write. Still in the service when you wrote this?
ReplyDeleteGreat write - really saw the picture here. ;D Shah .X
ReplyDeletevery good share....the celebration of our early work really has been an enjoyment..cheers pete
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