A kind of fish

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Ze'ev-Hayalim, Sep 7, 2006.

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  1. Trepidation at what may come
    Rousing from my dreams
    Ousted from a world of pain and allegorical rhythm
    Understand This command:
    Tremble before my insanity
  2. gentlelady

    gentlelady Staff Alumni

    It wasn't what I expected when i saw the title :) I liked the poem though very much. short but insightful.
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    I don't know how to answer, but that I felt I had to.
    I've felt trepidation at everything that's come my way for many months, if not years - before I lost my faculty of coping. I have feared greatly that i couldn't keep up the pretence of sanity... Yet I've looked at it long and hard - why do we have to 'fake' it - yet when we fall apart, who will pick up the pieces - when WE were the strong ones. Yes - tremble before my insanity.

    With such few words, you captured what I'm going through. And no, no one wants to know - being a "strong" one. Most have an easy platitude of an answer. When we fall, what is left?

    Thanks for your words wolf spirit (howwwwwwwwwwwl)

  4. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    T.R.O.U.T. I like it. Very nicely done!!:smile: :smile:

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