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Where am I going?
My view from here is not good
Sometimes it seems like
Things are slipping away
Like sand being pulled from the beach
That endless reach
Life wanting more and more from me.
How much do I have left to give?
Friends evaporate
Into death’s greedy claw.
I look back at the times we shared
And linger over fading memories.
What’s up around the corner?
A dead end
With my name on it?
Still, I keep walking
Facing the uneven terrain
Knowing doors are quickly
Slamming in my face,
Windows, shutting down,
Maybe I’m not supposed to be around.
We’ll see.
The above was an experiment in trying to write a poem in less than five minutes. I also attempted to write it on my phone instead of my usual computer. It was an interesting challenge.
My personality is rather buoyant most of the time, still, I think we all have those cobalt moments when we are not certain about the future.
I challenge you all to try and write something compelling in a short amount of time. I look forward to reading your work.
