Untitled
By Jeanne Fiedler
Life calls me
my talents,
my causes
but leaves the joy
in living intertwined
with emptiness...
Losing youth
casts
its fear
I stare at the
shadows of the trees
on the trails
the dark on the
light reflects
the constant
joy and sadness
reminding me of
a lonely star
in the vast
blackness
waning to dust...
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Copyright 2012 Jeanne Fiedler
Published on Sunday, May 27, 2012.
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On Sunday, May 27, 2012, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Get out on the town and let your hair down, because the world won't beat a path to your door unless it's the swat team! (HA)! Seriously, keep writing and don't be a stranger Jeanne, cheers!
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On Sunday, May 27, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...this is tearful & desolate. you need to renew devotion to your causes & find the joy & value in life again...(hope this is just a passing mood).