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Cloud's Layover

Reality is a ***** of a mistress
  everyday feels like a negotiation,
should be like a babbling brook
  over silken-like pebbles instead of
      sucking acrid marrow's gritty pith,
hardly expecting smooth sailing each
   day nor Disneyland phantasmagoria, 
 but the crux of the matter is life's 
     so much shorter than expected,
every now and then it would
  be nice to take a breath, have a
    moment to smell sweet wildflowers,
 perhaps a bubble bath whilst reading poetry
   savoring the aroma of morning coffee,
         time expressly for contemplation - -
yet, guess I shouldn't complain 
         considering the vast alternative,
 caffeine breaks could be
         laden midst silvery cloud covers...

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Lim'Rik Flats Date: 1/19/2017 11:01:00 AM Diaphanous dribbles of delight defeat dank drabbles of defeatious dark-doodling and dimly defined thoughts when I read your words. From my "reality" to yours, thanks! Login to Reply

Jannie Breedt Date: 12/9/2016 12:33:00 PM Phantasmagoria? Right!. Here is where I can find you dealing with reality I guess. And I like it.sometimes i just want to yank you back from that dangerous edge. Exhale... Login to Reply

David Mohn Date: 12/9/2016 12:01:00 AM ...each day the stage light's come up and the sun whispers "action". Shall we star or don the tree costume...some cloudy days I prefer to be the elm...nicely written Paloma Login to Reply

Freddie Robinson Jr. Date: 12/8/2016 11:50:00 PM A rather keen take on the rose-colored glasses outlook on life. Can't complain either, life is what we make it, right. Those relaxing breaks are a godsend for sure. Time out to chill out. Cool existential poem, Paloma. Me like. Love and peace to you. Login to Reply

White Wolf Date: 12/8/2016 8:15:00 PM Life is too short! We could live a thousand years and still say the same thing. Imagine contemplating for that long on life! Would we still come to the same conclusion? Yes, not enough time! Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 12/8/2016 5:56:00 PM very cool the way you did it! A cloud's layover, huh? For coffee break. Imaginative. Login to Reply

Mike Hauser Date: 12/8/2016 5:08:00 PM I feel ya! Login to Reply

Chris Green Date: 12/8/2016 1:27:00 PM Everything it seems anymore is a negotiation, bartering with life, give me this and I'll give you that. Hell, I can even figure out how to negotiate a few more people to comment on your poem. Life is hard and when it begins flowing soft and pristine like a babbling brook, my thoughts are it's over. Floating down that stream Paloma, thankfully I get to read a few of yours before I reach the bay. Login to Reply Paloma P Date: 12/8/2016 3:35:00 PM Much thanks Chris, now I have Otis Redding in my head. Sittin' on the dock of the bay...wasting time. :)

Doug Vinson Date: 12/8/2016 12:50:00 PM I think people were made to struggle, to a point, anyway, and that we do best when we are challenged - but again, just to a point. Beyond that point, I'd say "Screw it," and go to the bar. Oh well, it's Thursday and I'm going anyway. "sucking acrid marrow's gritty pit" = greatness. : ) Cheers, Doug. Login to Reply Paloma P Date: 12/8/2016 1:00:00 PM Sheesh, that's even more depressing. I'm going with the screw it part, thanks Doug. Cheers to you.