My moment

[Boughtandpaidfor]

An amazing array of thoughts

Flies around buzzing in my brain

What do you do with all these?

 

Opening briefly, then feeling too stetched

And a long close and loss and confusion

But the memory of opening stays.

 

Goals set out become whips that punish

Judgement reigns over everything and slows

And the blurred intangible mesh.

 

Only when attempts cease and all is let go

When all hope and despair is equally gone

Only then do you get a moment

 

Well earned and hard fought for

Totally deserved and yours to relish

Hold it tight and it is gone.

 

Breathe and feel it deeply

Or the memory once it's gone

Ever it waits to be there

[comfyshoes]

great write, as always.

good to see you writing again, Happytown