if this be
the end of days
it is not just the world
that has become
unrecognizable
it is me I find
most changed
I thought
I knew myself
oil burning furiously
upon the water
fist raised in defiance
challenging the
heartless gods
only to find myself
instead
drifting rootless
unmoored
in this dark sea
time
barely able to muster
the drive
energy
to stand on raised toes
face tilted toward
the sun
inhale deeply
breathe
© 2020 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
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Go Dog Go Café 
I resonate with your feelings/thoughts
I am lethargic and tired
Someone has plugged
The cork on my spirit
And the tonic water
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Yes, yes! It’s like I’m in a dazed sleepwalk…one part of my brain keeps screaming to wake up but the other seems paralyzed. Nice composition 💙
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Thank you Donna- you capture the feeling well yourself.
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wonderful piece – thank you
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Thank you Ian. I had a sudden need this morning to give words to my unsettled state.
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Reblogged this on Art, Photography and Poetry.
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I am honored Goff 🙏
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My pleasure. Great poem, Happy Writing.
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Hi, Christine. Thanks for sharing such a beautifully penned and poignant poem; one, that will resonate with each of us in these uncertain times.
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You say what we all feel. Thank you.
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Loved your words, and the way they describe the feeling is so beautiful.
‘These days of chaos has kept us behind closed doors,
Most of us wanna fly high but couldn’t, The cages we made to save ourselves,
All is there these words and thoughts of being free, Keeps us alive to fight another day.’
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Well done! I know the feeling.
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Breathtaking!
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