When hours away, not many,
simplicity drives the heart,
the ease of an idea being
manageable, but life is
the mind forgetting the normal
patterns of life, how humans live,
and so I go swimming in
muddy waters hoping
to meet other serpents
who might show me
how to care for the time
given to me with
no price, no pain
but that generated
by a broken mind.
#1 by Hudson Howl on July 25, 2012 - 5:02 pm
Willingness to submit, willingness to follow, willingness to accept -but unwilling to give up and give in. That sums it up, at least for me -its all willie nillie or bust I guess. Am never sure what is the gauge of normalcy or mark to strive for. If everything appears perfect about someone, then am just as skeptical………if that makes any sense.
#2 by Carl on July 25, 2012 - 9:48 pm
You have the whole thing down perfectly!
#3 by Evelyn on July 27, 2012 - 10:04 am
wow. this one just…wow.
#4 by Carl on July 31, 2012 - 11:09 pm
Thank you for your comment. I really appreciate a wow from you. I wish I could bottle whatever I did…It was accidental 🙂
#5 by clinock on August 2, 2012 - 5:42 am
Hard to accept that any of your writing is “accidental” – your words hit the deep targets too often to be chance – there is fine crafting here, conscious purpose and knowing acceptance of your formidable muse…
#6 by Carl on August 6, 2012 - 11:33 pm
Your words are very kind. I appreciate your comment. These things keep me going.
#7 by clinock on August 7, 2012 - 3:23 am
And your words keep me going Carl – thank YOU…