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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Did I ever talk about my changing moods? They dive off a cliff - I don't believe there's any diagnosis required unless anyone wants to certify that I'm human Where was I five minutes ago? Where will I be in five minutes time? They are not so evident to the onlooker Although that can also make me feel invisible Giving off I'm fine signals and those being received That's where poetry can be fascinating for a write and post poet like me It documents a rollercoaster Of course I'll remain anonymous and gain and lose people who read me (I can do people's head in the real world and in imaginary worlds) What do I do with my fragile self? I'd like to bin it, stamp on it, feed it chocolate, offer it meditation But it thrives despite the fact it never should have Bit of a turn around from my happy go lucky poems of earlier I did have a handful of marshmallows and a piece of chocolate for breakfast - these things contribute Should I post this rubbish? I don't know - it's honesty I suppose I'll get a shower, make noodles, tofu, cashew nuts and miso soup for lunch and all will be well again I just need to remember to keep moving when the mood hits and keep listening out I'm surrounded by beauty and if I let it in I'll be alright Step away from the poem... I will, I will... (One for the delete pile when my senses return)
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