Perception blurred with sensation
Fragrant memories still in wait
Not lost will be the nature of spirit
Weeks will pass numbness will wane
Forever clinging on the edge of time
Beginnings and endings with nowhere to go
© 2018 Franci Eugenia Hoffman
About Franci Eugenia Hoffman
I have held various positions in the insurance industry for over 20 years. I have been rewarded both professionally and personally due to results from taking responsibility and hard work. My fulfillment comes from the promotion of others.
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn – Thomas Gray
Oh, there is such a feeling of futility, hoplessness in the last line. Beautiful.
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Thank you very much!
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Ooooh so subliminal!!
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Thank you! I’m so glad you enjoyed it.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Loved this one.
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Thank you so much!
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Forever clinging on the edge of time… Much truth here Eugenia.
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Thank you for reading and commenting, Gina. 🙂
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