Tag Archive | Wrong

Maybe…

My life is like a wisp
curling up and out
dancing for a moment
with the air around it
and then…
gone.

But when my fingers
are arranging pixels
and the coffee
sits, hot and strong
butt in chair
solid.

How can this be.

Such potential for non-existence
fleeting is the best I can hope for?

Maybe I am wrong about life

To hold on so tightly

What else do I hold on tightly to?

Is life the same as those things
and how does it work out
when I do hold on to other things?

For fuck’s sake…and love…

Maybe I am wrong.

My Serene Words

Seeking Solace in the horizon of life & beyond

PhoebeMD: Health + Inspiration

Poetry • Medicine • Life

The Wild Heart of Life

Creative Nonfiction & Poetry

Wild Like the Flowers

Rhymes and Reasons

Inner Peace

True wealth is the wealth of the soul

Subdued Flamboyance

Poetry by Dr. Abhinav Majumder

Life...Take 2!

I hope that someone sees this page and decides not to give up...

Otrazhenie

Reflection

thedihedral.wordpress.com/

Climbing, Outdoors, Life!

Be Inspired..!!

Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..

Elan Mudrow

Smidgens

Bitter Gertrude

Blogging about Culture, Equity, and the Arts since 2013

Engage!

Critical Dharma for Thinking Minds

Random Stories & Beyond

by Yashasvi Shailly

Dirty Sci-Fi Buddha

Musings and books from a grunty overthinker

Josep Goded

Seeking Truth

Happily Lover

Happily Ever After

LYNCH

:to put to death (as by hanging) by mob action without legal approval or permission

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