Reena’s Exploration Challenge prompt this week is a photo, a mean, few photos to chose from, I picked this one:
Here is my entry:
Longing Not sure for what Maybe a place, a time, space between dreams and instincts Transforming Flying far from the being only to be the truth, the passion Grounded and free The imagination opens to the impossible Thoughts closing up Reason and intuition Fighting, begging their moment Each one is a battle The skin and the suffer Giving room to the pleasure A mission accomplished A promise was forgotten
Tea & Paper 
promise
a premise
of a lie
and here is why
things change
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Lovely!
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I like the pacing of this, and I must admit your last line inspired me to write a poem for the same image.
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I’m so happy you enjoyed it and got inspired! I’m checking your poem now!
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Life is so like this, dreams and imagination and the reality of day to day. Beautiful words.
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Thanks Cathy! Yes, dreams, imagination, thoughts… it’s so difficult to deal with them, for sure they are a great subject for poetry.
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Beautiful poem. Love the way you meld the opposing imagery 💖
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Thanks Paula! Butterflies remind me of transformation, of looking for something that is hidden deeply in my mind. I tried to put this feeling into words.
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Longing …. by Elizabeth
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Thanks so much for reblogging!
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I was revelling in the grandeur of ‘only to be the truth, the passion’ . The last two lines brought me back to reality.
Thanks for joining in!
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Glad it has touched you! Isn’t easy to be our true-selves, to value our space and manage dreams and reality.
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I would call it a constant battle. Diplomacy and tact are considered virtues. It has the potential to cross over to fakeness pretty fast.
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Grounded and free. Perfect, Elizabeth.
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Dear Lois, somedays are so difficult to find our ground, to own our space and at the same time pay attention to our dreams. It would be good if was a magic formula for it.
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It is difficult. And those are the times I just tune everyone out. Who knows what’s best for me? Me!
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So good to read your comment now. You are right, only I can understand my needs and my moment. There is one music, that says something like: only I can feel the rain on my skin, nobody else. Have a great night my friend!
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