Absence

some things are worth...
more than money...
they're priceless...
freedom of...

thought that...
we can recognize...
each other and...
all the while...

there is nothing there...
only data in the mind...
i have bridged that gap...
too never again wreck on...

the sandy shores of time...
there be stars to steer by...
adventures from far-cry...
and danger to freeze word...

step on board of your own accord...
there is only chance...
no win no lose...
no need to choose...

i'll leave it there because...
it's only fair...
i may not sound like i know...
what i'm talking about...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Proxenos Avatar
September 5, 2018 at 1:55 PM
Hi Sand, Your thoughts belong to the Greek era of Socrates! My mother, now passed was Greek. xoxo
Blown Avatar
September 15, 2018 at 5:36 PM
thank you for that compliment sand
Watson Avatar
August 23, 2018 at 9:50 AM
Excelling last lines! Brought it home, you did! :)
Blown Avatar
August 23, 2018 at 11:53 AM
"...no win no lose...no need to choose...i'll leave it there..." must reflect your comment, i hope : )
Sergi Avatar
August 3, 2018 at 5:53 PM
A windblown thought that was captured by you, Sand; and very significant! My compliments!
Blown Avatar
August 4, 2018 at 1:22 AM
thank you...do you draw, paint?
Messina Avatar
August 2, 2018 at 8:28 PM
In absence, nobody sounds like they know what their talking about, Sand. But you... do! Nice write my friend...Charlie
Blown Avatar
August 2, 2018 at 8:58 PM
i thank you charlie...for confirming an idea pool...it see- med just another illusion but if you know it you've seen the mirage too...there is then perspective with which to survey.
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