Rescued from the well
Reinventing a new soul
Which looks as if cloned
From the one that fell.
Bright gold thread
Makes its way
Through the cloudy shadow
Replete with sounds
She cannot discern.
Cleansed her aura
By the gusts of wind
Soaked by the showery rains
She rehearses on a blind stage
In front of an audience
Which keeps being absent.
On the brisk of drizzling
No longer can resist
She pulls, he pushes off
Resentful and rescued again
From the well-known well
With the help
Of a few pills a day.
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© Dulce
15 comments:
This purely beautiful! I now have follows for my blog, it's at the bottom of my blog page :-)
A terrible reality; go to hell and back and there seems to be no way out except as long as the pills last. I hope it changes. You present it in a beautiful way.
Trying to be the same person as before an accident or an event must be really hard.
D- the problem with wells is there is only one way in and one way out and in is always easier. Beautiful writing. ~rick
Dulce...Between you and Shadow, we mere mortals are treated to the best prose on the planet...
You Rock Girl!!!
How wonderful it must be, to be able to express yourself so beautifully.
Love it dear, Dulce. You know and understand the good, the bad, the beautiful and the heartbreaking.
You capture it all so wonderfully...
~Calli
There is always a touch of sadness in your poetry.
Dulce, when we met, I had no idea there was such depth in your writing, in your soul, deep down in YOU!
And it shows more, day by beautiful day. Please continue tempting us/me with more and more.
Peace.
this sounds like a warning...
>A Warning. Yes You know well where I get, Shadow dear.
>Thanks Steve for your beautiful comment again
>I love what you say dear CAlli.
>Thanks Dr. John. YEs there is always sadness deep inside.
>Thank you RIck, Indigo, Rafa and Sylvia. I love it when you come by.
>Thanks my new follower,Kerri, your words are music to my ears.
Grins and sweet hugs to all of you.
i love your words -- always deep, always well written.
smiles,
Hola Dulce.... gracias por tu lindo mensaje y tu visita a la casa entre las rosas... me alegra saber que mi pagina y mi diario vivir pueden servir de inspiracion y alegria.... ha sido un gusto conocerte, y espero que podamos continuar escribiendonos...
Te mando un fuerte abrazo
Cielo - at the house in the roses
So very true to many.
this is so deep - and I like the lines in front of an audience that keeps being absent..beautiful words Dulce!
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