Slipped Words
Strange are the words
That slip away from
Under the millstones
Of our thoughts.
They are logical
But obscurely
Emotional
Like the fog
In the night
Under the
Light of
Lantern.
© Yelling Rosa
26/9-14
Farewell Note
It just is so
That I was born
In the wrong world.
Why should I try
To convert people?
I convert myself
To go away.
I’m sure I will hear
Behind my back
The sound of work
And glorious fun.
They are happy
And so am I
Now heading for
The World of mine.
© Yelling Rosa
1/10-14
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Ah, the understand that you were born in the wrong world…and you ask yourself that perfect question which most people born in the wrong world never would think to ask. And this is why you do what you do, and people want to listen. Cheers to perfect prose.
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Thank you for the comment. This is a difficult and sensitive situation which came to me because of being without the sleep lately. It eats a man and drops the self-confident level down. I suppose that watching the computer screen has made it worse. In the future I am forced to cut down the time at the computer. It will not be easy, like saying goodbye to you guys. When I thought of these the poem popped up. Of course, the poem is always a dramatized epitome. Life goes on elsewhere. I don’t say goodbye to this blog but in the future I concentrate on poems. It will reduce the amount of visitors but it is not the end of the world. We have to do what we can do. Take care 🚿💡
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Being without sleep, as you described…eats away at the spirit, pure misery. Will be hard to cut down the time on the computer, as you have so much creativity there but also I really like/admire the you saying “Life goes on elsewhere.” That is does. Take care and best days are ahead!
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Thank you for your comment and understanding. See us again every now and then. Take care
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very cool poems – the slipped words one is my fav – 🙂
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Thank you very much. All the best for you
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Such a great good morning reading your poems now lookin’at the raising Sun.
Ciao
sherazade
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Hi,
Good to meet you right in the morning. Thank you for your kind words. I hope that sun makes your day fine. Take care 🙂
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well (suspence) coming back an unespected shower….and now it’s slowly raining.
sheraciaociaociao
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I see. Our days are getting shorter now and in December the sun is up less than 4 hours a day but in the Northern Lapland there is a time period when the sun doesn’t come up behind the horizon at all for many days. That time is called “kaamos”. There a man is really measured. I don’t know if i survived there. Take care 💭🌂🌞
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You too my friend and tks for ur interesting reply ¤¤¤
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😉
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Love it.
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Thank you very much. Take care 🙂
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I love the images that “Slipped Words” produces in my mind.
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Hi,
Thank you for being here and commenting. I’m glad that images made you feel all right. All the best 🙂
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Slipped Words…there are things that we all think but that are never verbalized. I liked this poem because you were able to unite us all in a moment of, “Oh, yes, I’ve done or thought that.” Our minds are like millwheels, around and around they go and then almost as if on they are the product of someone else, something slips out. Fabulous.
-Ginene
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Thank you Ginene. Have a nice time 🌻
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Great poetry… You have reached a whole poetic imaginary here.
Best wishes to you, Aquileana 😀
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Thank you for the encouraging words. I wish you all the best. See one another 🌝
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I cannot just click like, but wanted you to know I stopped by and liked your poems.
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Thank you very much. I appreciate that. I liked also your blog. Take care 🐥🍒🍉
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Just found your weblog after you stopped by mine, and I’m so glad I did. Although poetry is not my forte I enjoy your poems for the wonderful imagery they evoke. That is difficult to do with so few words (I write novels because I need more space to complete my canvas), so bravo! 🙂
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Thank you for being here and commenting. We all need own kind of fishing rod to get the catch out of the water. All the best for you, your writing and love ones.
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The magic still shows …
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You said it. Thank you for visiting here and commenting
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🙂
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