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Tuesday, February 21

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An inmate of
This being of
Mine  
This ripping of
A lonely soul
Out of
Rhyme.
Exhaling to toss
Inhaling, hard chore
I don’t listen
I am off
I drag
I cough.

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19 comments:

repressedsoul said...

Funny how you pause before taking that step into the abyss~! Great poem Miss D

Brian Miller said...

nicely done dulce...hurts to inhale, just a bit...smiles...

Pat Hatt said...

Out of rhyme? Can't have that..haha, very well done.

Claudia said...

oh wow..the perfect words to go with the pic..

Nara Malone said...

Catching my breath :)

Perfect blend of word, sound and image.

Steve E said...

A “soul out of rhyme”? Does that mean too busy with the daily grind, bored, or cannot write? Well, Dulce you sure can write—grin! So...

“I don't listen” either—to myself. Others do not count, for none else could compel me to not do something. Maybe a spiritual event? Maybe a decision? Maybe now, maybe never? The thought of “Maybe Some Day?” seems pretty non-offensive.

I think of the truth—that each Peep is imperfect...with addictions.

You make your point using so few words. It proves that 'less' is really 'more'--(I think so).

Love your (new?) background, that lace-covered arm, mask-holding hand, and the title? Hmmmm!
PEACE, Sweetest!

Liza Ursu said...

"An inmate of
This being of
Mine"

Smokin!
words & image are so perfectly suited.
thanks for sharing this, I love it.

Beachanny said...

Succinct capture and I understand it from the outside looking in. What comfort does it bring? What makes it addictive, more than nicotine, worse than habit? I am watching my best friend slowly die of lung cancer. It's ugly, not glamorous this too early end of life when the day often begins with "I don't care". Beautiful poem, nonetheless.

RD said...

the struggle is key...I think it makes us breathe more deeply....those breathless moments are important

Peace

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Lithe, and slinky, like the smoke, curling to the ceiling.

ayala said...

Perfect words for the pic!

Heaven said...

Words and picture are perfect ~ Though I don't approve of smoking LOL ~

Matt D said...

Trying to balance body and soul isn't always easy.

Perhaps smoking doesn't help ...

Excellent words to match the picture!

Mama Zen said...

"Inhaling, hard chore"

What a cool line!

Zoe Francesca said...

I like your portrayal of smoking - both pictorially and poetically. Very well done.

Susan Deborah said...

The picture intrigues me and more so the verse. Should I be a smoker to enjoy this verse?

Joy always,
Susan

Shadow said...

umm, yeah, but i do so enjoy it....

Joseph Hesch said...

I was taken by the phrase "This ripping of a lonely soul out of rhyme."

Very cool, Dulce.

Beth Winter said...

Isn't that the truth with any addiction. Nice work.