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Never Good

Trying to hide,
but when no one is looking,
I cannot hide from myself.
Working to propel myself to great heights,
knowing crashing comes soon.
Wanting to accept with gratitude
that I am alive, perhaps never good.

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  1. #1 by kolembo on February 21, 2011 - 9:44 am

    Hi Carl, thanks for your comments, I look forward to you visits! I read this poem twice, I’m in such a foul mood, it calmed me down. Great last line!

    • #2 by Carl on February 21, 2011 - 6:21 pm

      Thank you for your kindness, K.

  2. #3 by Jamie Dedes, all rights reserved on February 21, 2011 - 10:00 am

    We can never hide from ourselves. What an honest poem, Carl. You are always so in your work. Blessings …

    • #4 by Carl on February 21, 2011 - 6:23 pm

      Thank you for coming by and thank you for your kind words, Jamie!

  3. #5 by Jannie Funster on February 21, 2011 - 11:36 am

    Yes, I’ver tried hiding from myself, and that never goes well.

    And I think you ARE good, very good.

    Nice to meet you via Leslie Moondust Sweetie!

    • #6 by Carl on February 21, 2011 - 6:25 pm

      Jannie, Thank you so much for your kind comment. I enjoyed a visit to your blog. I will be back.

  4. #7 by liv2write2day on February 21, 2011 - 12:39 pm

    This is so sensitive and true. You really know how to center in on what we all experience and call us out of the illusions we sometimes spin around ourselves.

    • #8 by Carl on February 21, 2011 - 6:28 pm

      Thank you, Victoria. Those are very kind words. I appreciate your visit and comment. A reaction like this is great reward.

  5. #9 by Sirenum Scopuli on February 21, 2011 - 4:55 pm

    I like this and wish you would do more of it:
    Wanting to accept with gratitude
    that I am alive

    You ARE good. You are one of the finest people that I know. “Good” is the wrong word. “Sane” is better, but if you were the societal definition of that you would lose many gifts.

    I would like for you to spend more time immersing yourself in the things that bring you peace — writing, art, music, reading, instead of dwelling in the quagmire waiting for a miracle.

    • #10 by Carl on February 21, 2011 - 6:41 pm

      Thank you for your kindness. Everything changes and so does the brain. Some day it will, but you are right that dwelling in the wait is not good.

      • #11 by Evelyn on February 21, 2011 - 9:19 pm

        kin, you and I…
        ๐Ÿ™‚

        • #12 by Carl on February 21, 2011 - 10:14 pm

          ๐Ÿ™‚ – Lucky me!

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