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I dig
Way deep.
Way way deep
within me.
For hours, months, even years
in search where all is still, peaceful.
He does something.
She says something.
Something happens.
And the many selves of myself dug up
cave in and bury my resting place.
I dig. Again.
**written by petra michelle**
11 comments:
Brilliant! The pic goes great!
I like it as well!
I love this!
I dig it .. Sandy
Wow! That is powerful and yet still pretty if you know what I mean.
Thanks for stopping by my blog that was nice of you.I really like what you wrote here.
Wonderful. Yes, the trick while digging is to figure out how to shore up the walls as you go. I don't think I've figured out quite how yet, but I'm sure it can be done.
We're all just perpetually digging, aren't we?
Great poem, Petra!
Kat
Petra-very powerful-and meaningful. Exactly how you feel in a stormy relationship-you build it up and think it's going to hold-until the next inccident happens.
Gorgeous poem!
Loved it!
xoxo
This is beautiful and so true,
Blessings of peace,
Maithri
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