The Eye

Winds came with no warning

Vicious sound of voices whipping in circles

I struggle to shelter the needy

And in a flash-I'm gone

 

I'm in the eye of the hurricane

I see what others have closed their eyes to

I feel the volume of force that life gives us

Endlessly waiting to be thrown out

 

You hear what you want

But you cannot see the voice

It remains a mystery in your mind.

Chaos is twirling around

 

Something I had is lost

Lost in someone else's neglect

Scattered endlessly throughout the miles

Distance that will be unreachable to repair

 

The hardest moment is letting go

Even harder, is the pieces left in ones memories

Remorse catches you when you walk slow

Speed brings a faster ability to be sheltered

 

Unless you like the loneliness of the eye
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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December 15, 2008 at 9:07 PM
"The hardest moment is letting go Even harder, is the pieces left in ones memories Remorse catches you when you walk slow Speed brings a faster ability to be sheltered" .. so beautifully penned... loved it... the imagery is beautiful...wonderful write...
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November 10, 2008 at 7:05 PM
Hey! I like the brighter stuff better. Sounds like a special lady who has done so much is going through some tough times. Hang in there. Sometimes we get tested but we come out stronger because of it. Have a wonderful day today, Teresa, and a beautiful tomorrow. Vince
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November 10, 2008 at 8:36 AM
Keep writing. As someone once told me, the best writing is either from inspiration, or desperation. Love, Shar
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November 9, 2008 at 6:29 PM
Teresa this is touching and very clever really enjoyed this hurtfull pain of love gone wrong analagous to a hurricane eye. Would appreciate your insight on some of mine poems. Michael Torres
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