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Peek In

Sailboats fill the blue as the sun
dips into a chartreuse night
I watch the seabirds guide
them home

On the grass strewn with yesterdays news
I carry my weight along with the pain
disrupting lucid thoughts of me
will this ever be through

Peek in
from under your parasail of perfection
claiming the pains only in my head
as I'm shivering on this concrete bed

Find me again where
broken homes and dreams
stuff a cardboard box
former friends scatter

But it doesn't matter now
like it mattered then
soft eyes greeting
sunrise wishes on first rays

Oh peek back in
a place you still belong
seabirds with floating feathers
scared scarred forever tired

Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017

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Lisa Ricci Date: 3/23/2017 3:29:00 PM Dear Tim. My goodness. I had to read this twice to soak it all in. First I had to turn the page when seeing the title. I had no idea what I would be reading. Allow me to say you truly know how to express and compose. Your execution in this entry alone is marvelous. I feel honored to have seen and read this entry. Poetry is all about heart and soul and the emotive factor. You and your entry have reached them all. Well done entirely. Login to Reply

Chris Green Date: 2/27/2017 8:52:00 AM Pain is often fleeting though understanding that at the time is difficult. Nicely written Tim, you have expressed your emotions in this so well. Login to Reply

Keith O.J. Hunt Date: 2/27/2017 7:41:00 AM Deep and unique write Tim, in some ways I know exactly what you mean;-) God bless Login to Reply

Hija De La Luna Date: 2/27/2017 6:42:00 AM Ahh, suffering...Your words clutchEd my heart deeply, Tim. This I s a beautiful and powerful piece! Login to Reply

Doug Vinson Date: 2/26/2017 11:56:00 PM Tim, you have a unique way of saying things - interesting, poetic, informative, beautiful, etc. Pain - I hope it ends fast. Thinking of ten years ago, two infected vertebrae in my back, thank goodness antibiotics took care of things - that was a bad 3 month stretch. Login to Reply

Connie Marcum Wong Date: 2/26/2017 6:19:00 PM Tim, A poignant and moving piece written so well. ; ) 7 Login to Reply

Arthur Vaso Date: 2/26/2017 6:17:00 PM Don't worry, hold in here, I am working on a prison break!! Login to Reply Darren White Date: 2/27/2017 8:01:00 AM Yeah, he and I together!

Ilene Bauer Date: 2/26/2017 5:03:00 PM this is both sad and beautiful, tim. also very poetic! Login to Reply

Sara Ella Date: 2/26/2017 4:54:00 PM Tim I hope your pain will go away soon! The picture you paint is both very sad and yet beautiful. <3 Login to Reply

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 2/26/2017 2:53:00 PM - Oh, Tim so painful ... but so beautifully written ... - Best wishes and hugs // Anne-Lise :) Login to Reply

Eve Roper Date: 2/26/2017 2:50:00 PM Profound and well written dear friend.. Login to Reply

Nette Onclaud Date: 2/26/2017 2:31:00 PM tim, this is endearing as you express angst in both 'measures' of joy and pain--a polarity highlighted in subtle tones.. huggs Login to Reply

Lynn Marie Date: 2/26/2017 12:45:00 PM ..you create such beauty out of suffering Tim. I can only hope through your writing you can feel some relief, and feel happy that your lovely words bring much understanding and joy to all who your fine poetry touches.:-) A beautiful poem:-) Love the title. many blessings, lynn Login to Reply

Darren White Date: 2/26/2017 12:05:00 PM That pain.... We'll get there Tim, I promise. At the worst moments I close my eyes and imagine me on the beach, at night, in starlight. Write my weird poems. It's going to be alright. Login to Reply

Daniel Turner Date: 2/26/2017 10:58:00 AM I didn't mean the pain was in your head only the thought that the pills killed the pain. You'll be good as new before you know it and it will just be something to write poems about:) I love that word "peek" Nice write, Tim:) Login to Reply