
Solitude embraces me like a shawl in a chilly evening Kindness towards myself Year-long, a search for abundance of my being Limited by the conscience, where the ocean meets the sky Inflicting despair, a tiny line between sanity and madness Never again Exaltation of the senses
Joining Moonwashed Musings – Skyline
Kindness to oneself…very good advice. Loved your poem ❤️
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Thanks Indira! We are always in need of self-kindness!
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Beautiful! I really loved your opening line.
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Thanks so much, Nicole!
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Kindness to oneself shouldn’t be so hard… but sometimes it is.
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Yes, it’s hard, we are always worried in how to be kind to others and forget to put our self-kindness in place.
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Such a profound talk with oneself and wanting to ungather a poignant memory of long ago. superbly written.
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Thanks so much Eugi! It’s interesting the way an image can make we express our feelings.
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You’re welcome.
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That first line is wonderful, Elizabeth. I wrapped it around me to read again and again. I love it.
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So glad you liked it, Lois! 🙂
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I like the self imagery portraited in this poem.
The first line depicts the scene or image of you recalling the past frozen around particular spots and incidents. But it is a past seen in the light of the present. The second line vividly evokes a particular moment you tried to forget the past but reading on, the fifth line reports otherwise, making an ordinary event suddenly representative of mysterious forces in nature and the source of subsequent profound changes.
Nice poem.
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Thanks so much for the beautiful description Phil!
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You’re welcome ♥️
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A very profound poem.
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Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re welcome
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