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A Choice
by
Rebecca Conrow

 
A poem swells inside like the ocean tide,
rushing in, the emotions fill you like the power of a first kiss,
soft, gentle, strong.
Tentative excitement giving voice
to the mundane brilliance we pass everyday.
The moments, the miracles neglected like refuse in the street.
Sure you can turn on the TV, prop up your feet,
rest your head on a throw pillow,
forget what you've seen.
The lessons, the longing,
just let it all go,
who needs to make sense of the tide as it flows.
NO
Pick up your pen, be it blue be it pink.
Categorize, catalog sort it all out don't you think?
You will need it again.
The record keeps spinning until you give in.
Let the rhythm grab you shake you alive
God forbid you let life pass you by.
--Submitted by talknmore on 2015-01-01.
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rhonasheridan:
I've felt like this so often. I liked this poem very much.
Posted 01/04/2015 01:20 AM


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