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Not All Who Wander Are Lost

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Not All Who Wander Are Lost

I wandered lost on this road we call life . . .

It all started when I was a small happy girl,
watching in slow motion the accidental death of my sister;
that day, I became hidden and lost in my head,
     confused, dazed, muddled and puzzled, I was lost and astray.
     I just stopped talking, I was doomed, 
     in my silent existence nothing was sure;
     my confidence wavered and I questioned God,
                                         but my imagination soared .
        My parents were baffled,
          they tried to get me help;
one day, in my imaged world I thought I could fly,
so I climbed out my window and tried, falling, falling.
My dad heard me screaming and ran to catch me,
                                          I lay befuddled in his arms;
        "Daddy, what happened?" His tears rained down,
          yet, I was still lost in my head.
I grew up a silent girl, often distant and perplexed,
always entangled in a world of fantasy where all was safe;
and before you think me totally lost, it was the beginning,
                                          and birth of this writer.

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September 30, 2017


Written for the contest, Lost
Debbie Guzzi        
         


Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 10/2/2017 9:21:00 PM
Extraordinary, touching story. Is the Broken Wing now mended and soaring once more?
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Date: 9/30/2017 12:04:00 PM
True! So glad the lost person turned into a lovely poet--best for a win BW!
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Date: 9/30/2017 10:38:00 AM
I can relate to this, stuck in silence over witnessing the death of my friend and threats that followed. I was also born a writer when I was a child. So well written Broken Wings! Good luck in the contest :)
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Date: 9/30/2017 9:53:00 AM
Powerful write Constance, your description of feelings evolving into a creative force from circumstances beyond one's control is felt by the reader...good luck
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Date: 9/30/2017 9:52:00 AM
Tragedy mixed with artistic growth! Witnessing the death of a sibling at a young age must be extremely traumatic. A powerful write!
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