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Pills Pushed To the Front

Smoky and scarred pills pushed to front a poker or blunt raised through the ruins will be leaving here soon open the chest where living's a soul burnt out by black coal sifting the diamonds sure is no chore sparkling rich waters just pick the right drawer curled up in the corner vague flickers ignite words are repeated teaching soft light fill up the foundry where emptiness lies a need to a burning seen in innocent eyes

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Anna Hopper

Date: 8/14/2017 6:07:00 AM

I find that, perhaps, I am not intelligent enough to give you a good response to your pieces of art. Flows beautifully!

Darren White

Date: 8/13/2017 12:21:00 PM

That cadence is awesome my friend! And yeah.... I agree. I hope that one day I can do without completely

Arthur Vaso

Date: 8/12/2017 7:49:00 PM

I see many levels emotions in this, great write Tim.

Ravi Sathasivam

Date: 8/11/2017 10:55:00 AM

Excellent work my friend. Well penned. Thanks for sharing it.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/10/2017 9:28:00 PM

I take it this is on addiction? I use sleeping pills now, Tim. I really needed my sleep and my life style is really healthy now but still could not get through the night. Natural stuff, I tried it all!! It's a shame when we need to rely on pills!

Donna Roberts

Date: 8/10/2017 3:26:00 PM

sounds like mining to me with a tole taking to the lungs or an addicted smoker, well done and thanks for your kind words today

Vijay Pandit

Date: 8/10/2017 2:55:00 PM

Good work Tim...we will keep guessing! Are you talking about pill addiction??

Tim Smith
Date: 8/10/2017 4:24:00 PM

I'm not but I don't wish that upon anyone. Coming down from hydrocodone after a month of usage was hell.

Jan Allison

Date: 8/10/2017 12:43:00 PM

hmmm is it to do with a game of cards Tim? hugs jan xx

Lin Lane
Date: 8/11/2017 6:32:00 AM

hearts

Tim Smith
Date: 8/10/2017 4:21:00 PM

Lol...maybe one of the suits.

Michael Tor

Date: 8/10/2017 12:35:00 PM

Deep introspection penned with surreal thought here Tim.

Dean Wood

Date: 8/10/2017 12:04:00 PM

I am with Lin. I love reading your work Tim but I just don't get this one yet. Working on it! -- Dean

Tim Smith
Date: 8/10/2017 12:11:00 PM

I don't think anyone will get it but I will tell you it's not about drugs and it is mostly introspection.

Lin Lane

Date: 8/10/2017 11:28:00 AM

hmmm... I'll take what lies in treasure chest number 3 and hope it's enough to fill up your foundry. A bit of a mystery to me, Tim. I'll curl up in the corner and try to figure it out. ;-)