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In Existence

i feel the fear drip from worried brows as i close my eyes to dreams memories haunt like unsettled souls trying to find their way somewhere beneath the shadows of darkness footsteps carry down the sidewalks with impulse my pulse quickens as i watch the fog lift like smoke from barrels once pressed tight against this temple of mind somewhere inside this steel force lies the existence of death laughing as i escape its grasp with life again i hear its whispers fade against time reminding me it will be back

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John Watt

Date: 5/7/2020 3:57:00 PM

Some memories seem impossible to distance ourselves from, especially as we try to sleep. Well done on this evocative write, and congrats for your win, Sandra. Hugs ~ John

Eve Roper

Date: 5/6/2020 3:22:00 PM

Sandra, congratulations on your 1st place win with this beautiful verse. Again, another poem with emotion and imagery . Hugs Eve

Gideon Idudje

Date: 5/6/2020 3:01:00 PM

Congrats on your big win You're good And soft Golden Pedals Poetry I mean It Your poems soothing

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 5/6/2020 12:18:00 PM

Congratulations on your win. You always write a powerful write. Enjoy your day and win......

Robertina B.

Date: 12/5/2019 11:01:00 AM

A deep and profound write, Sandra.. An amazing write! Your emotions flowed so elegantly, my friend.. Have a blessed day!

Sandra Adams
Date: 12/5/2019 11:13:00 AM

Thank you so very much for your kind comment :) hugs

Pax Geist

Date: 11/14/2019 8:32:00 PM

As Henry Lee Summer sang... It's "Just Another Day" you too write your thoughts so smoothly. Nicely written. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDSt_QaNAi0

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/14/2019 8:46:00 PM

thank you so much...and for the video link as well... :) hugs

Chris Green

Date: 11/7/2019 2:19:00 PM

Very dark and very lonely feeling. I agree with Victor below, the hell with tomorrow, live for today. Smile at death and tell him to make an appointment, your too busy living to deal with him right now. Stop back in about thirty years and I'll see if I can fit you in. Your poetry always touches me, happy or sad...I just prefer the happy. : )

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 6:28:00 PM

i been telling him to get lost most of my life...it's worked thus far, thank you so much my friend...my muse gets in this deep moods sometimes...writing out deep emotion is my trademark like romantic poetry is yours :) hugs

Vijay Pandit

Date: 11/7/2019 2:05:00 PM

Yes--it is omnipresent, Sandy..and it loves to remind about its potency from time to time--a truthful melancholy.

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 6:26:00 PM

Thank you so much Vijay...it sure does like to rear its ugly head from time to time...hugs :)

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 11/7/2019 1:30:00 PM

- Deep between life, death and nothing Sandra - Our existence ... man fears both death and life - many must fight to survive - A powerful poem my friend - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 6:25:00 PM

Thank you so much Anne-Lise....with life comes death, we can't stop it, just fight it and hope we get many more years... my muse was in a deep mood today, she is lifted back into softness now... hugs :)

John Hamilton

Date: 11/7/2019 12:23:00 PM

Powerful metaphors Sandy, an excellent write, smoke from barrels , wordplay temple of mind, death personified,so many poetic devices used skillfully, another fave!!

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 12:35:00 PM

Thank you John especially for making this a fave. I knew if anyone got these metaphors it would be you because you have been there. My muse is digging a bit too deep today ... hugs