Hating Consequences

HATING CONSEQUENCES weather changes moods sliced cream cakes are being digested with nothing left to offer dead ancestors films become meaningless old newspapers headlines being digested as stones we are too numbed to communicate constantly our beds sail through novel sunsets due grappling for relief we struggle to forget life’s lesson of regret © Kim van Breda—September 2014
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October 21, 2014 at 1:56 AM
A profound statement, "life's lesson of regret..." the lesson of regret is a choice of conscience, a perspective of morals and spirit, when we learn to trust our path we respect our destinations Kim. Ancestors of our course, descendents of destiny, integrity in our hearts if we wish it so. Thank you for this poetic provocation of principle Kim...J.A.B.
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October 19, 2014 at 1:40 AM
As the saying goes, "We are free to choose but were are not free from the consequences of our choices." The image of digesting old newspaper headlines is so forlorn... there is bigger meaning behind the details of your words.
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October 18, 2014 at 5:41 AM
A well penned and powerful write Kim...we have to move through the pain of regrets....
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