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Shellshocked

SHELLSHOCKED slashed indigo lines reconstruct your mosaic face in my head twisted waves restricted by 10 inch wrist stitched shellshocked minds should we try piece ourselves together gathering scattered smatterings of these shellshocked minds or should we leave them on the floor to tell of brutal flaws hidden in numb shellshocked minds © Kim van Breda—3 December 2015

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Rainbow Promise

Date: 12/4/2015 3:48:00 PM

Should we put the piece of shellshocked minds together, or leave them scattered on the floor to tell of brutal flaws...? A deep question in the abstract! You have taken my mind to a higher level, seeing in the abstract. I enjoyed reading your poems and thanks for your comment on my poem "Not Tuned In." May God Bless You!

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 12/4/2015 9:27:00 AM

WOW! An incredibly powerful piece full of blistering imagery and strong phrasing. Excellent Kim! Best wishes, Keith

Eric Boddie

Date: 12/4/2015 9:24:00 AM

deep within the mind....is where we will find....peace as a sign....or pain of every kind....maybe from the wine....some dangle it on the line....but unless the Inner Light Is Able To Shine....we will be Living on borrowed time....simply amazing kim....;)