Anxiety

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I wrote a series of these all from the same piece of text.Quite an interesting exercise.

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The many faces scattered here- the sense of misery had swollen, not unexpectedly. Sound “louder,” suddenly at the end, dreadful movements then till the end. The clear red-hot, mass of fire blue, full of discomfiture- forgotten for the almost unrecognizable fear. Pieces, trembling limbs, burning eyes, feeling faint, fumbled and slurred. The thumping began again, set-off, hoping to be able to discover the secret at last. Too miserable, and in a way astonished. The air, the day.

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Silent One

Date: 2/26/2018 4:06:00 AM

Looks like an interesting form and one you have mastered, I may give it a try.. Thank you for introducing it...

Suzanne Delaney
Date: 2/26/2018 6:49:00 AM

Thanks Si: I will look forward to seeing your playing. SuZ

Arturo Michael

Date: 2/25/2018 4:58:00 PM

I can't imagine...God bless those who suffer go through that...Well written...I was feeling it... All the best

Suzanne Delaney
Date: 2/26/2018 6:56:00 AM

Hi Michael: yes I agree it can be a terrible thing. Some people have anxiety attacks and say they weren’t feeling anxious. It was interesting to play with this text and pull three completely different poems from the same words. SuZ

Vijay Pandit

Date: 2/25/2018 4:36:00 PM

You captured the anxiety well in your poem, Suzanne. The misery, fear, trembling, faint all come together to make your point.

Suzanne Delaney
Date: 2/26/2018 6:59:00 AM

Hello dear Vijay: Glad you stopped over. I am attempting to kickstart my Muse. Spring has come early here.