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The lovely Helene of Willow Poetry has challenged us with “What do you See?”. You may write a poem, haiku, tanka or short story that represents what you see or feel within you. More info can be found in the link below.
Peering cautiously, into the maze
The wall, ahead, halts my quizzical gaze
A choice to make, which way to follow
Nothing to guide, the path is hollow
Shall I go left, or better to go right?
I must decide, and allay this fright
Of losing myself, inside this place
Yelling for help, would be a disgrace
I must show myself, I am able to cope
Find my way out, never giving up hope
No matter the path, I know I’ll survive
I just need to make out of here, alive
But first, I need to find my center
Before this circuitous maze, I enter
Tis then I can follow, this uncharted course
Head into the unknown, with no remorse
To make it through, no haste, nor hurry
And leave that pesky thing, called worry
At the beginning, where it all began
Without foresight, nor map, nor plan
And while these walls may confound
Finding my way, will be quite profound
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I love this🥀
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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I like some of the word choice for this
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Thank you.
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nice poem
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Thank you.
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Yes, it will indeed be profound. Wonderful, reflection.
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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The tempo of your words had me spinning through the maze.. very well done!
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Thank you so very much, Violet! 🙂
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Too good for words!
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Thank you so much, Balroop!
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How wonderful these last two lines, Dorinda,
“And while these walls may confound
Finding my way, will be quite profound”.
This could be me: “And leave that pesky thing, called worry”.
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Are you calling yourself pesky? LOL We all have that worry pest in us, wish I could exterminate mine.
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Probably fear more than worry.
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I don’t fear much, but I worry about a whole lot… sigh.
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Both seem to go hand in hand for me. Fear/worry, don’t quite know how to separate them.
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I think we need to identify what it is that makes us fearful, and then we can figure out whether we need to worry about it, if that makes sense. It’s not always the easiest thing to accomplish.
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Right on. Now I have ideas about my maze post for the challenge…lol
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Ooh! Can’t wait to read it!
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well done, Dorinda!
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Thank you, Penny!
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Lovely Dorinda. I love mazes!
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Me, too, as long as I don’t get lost in them lol Thanks, Lorraine! 🙂
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Oh yes. They’re no good if you can’t get lost in then 😀
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True, what fun would it be to find the end too quickly! 😀
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Absolutely lol
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“At the beginning, where it all began
Without foresight, nor map, nor plan”
And isn’t that part of what this adventure we call life is all about?
Love the poem, Dorinda, full of positive energy 🙂
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It sure is..we decide our destiny. Thanks, Bernie! ❤
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Dorinda, I love these rhyming couplets. This is beautifully written.
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Thanks so much, Jason!! 🙂
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