75 Words

75 Words
 
Close by relation and
Distant by miles
Distance, dissonance descending
Deeper delivering doubt that
Seeps like a teabag you steep
Is the mountain as you stumble
Dirt crumbles under your feet
Is the measurement of
How far you fall when
You won’t see the hand waiting
To catch you because
Hidden truth is the same color
As a lie in wait
For words spoken
In a voice you have yet to create
Time for
Change.
 
?????~ Susan Laine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Petersen Potter Avatar
January 25, 2015 at 4:54 AM
Wow! Very sad and powerful pen Susan! Very deep write dear friend. Best to you! :) Love and hugs! xxxxxx D. ^O^
Laine Avatar
January 25, 2015 at 4:57 AM
Thank you, Dorian.
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