Thoughts…
.
Elusive, evasive
Just out of reach
Like fireflies
In the moonlight
Flitting here, there
Everywhere
As if under siege
Or votive candles
Flickering in the breeze
.
©DGA 24 May 2012 06:11
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Morning Adee…that was me last night…found it hard to shut down…it is going to be a long day.
I can relate, Gran… It is a lot to handle – new town, new job, new home! ♥
Tell me about it Adee.
Morning adee
*hugs*
Hi Hope! Thinking of you… ♥
Sounds like you couldn’t sleep, adee. Love your way of describing it.
How right you are, AD! Frustration with WPress too…
A perfect way to describe not being able to rest or sleep, Denise.
I hope you come back to inner stillness again. Then you can get a real good kip!
Thank you
John
I think I took too much on my plate, John. Am cutting back all other poetry groups and only doing my blog and the newsletter from today.They are all that really matter to me. Please give June my love.
Beautiful thoughts about thoughts.
Thank you so much, Grandawn. And for your visit too!
But as you age, the candles more often than not, get blown out, more than they flicker.lol
I have been battling for HOURS to get into my blog, Jack. Of course you’re right in your comment… lol!
Thoughts can be as pesky as gnats. Hope your peace surfaces soon.
I suppose we can suffer from ‘restless brain syndrome’ Nancy – much like ‘restless legs’ which I have now and then and is an awful feeling!
Yes Denise,
There is a lot of similarity between thoughts and candles… both of them are fatty, hang on to a thread, and light our darkness and when the thread is snapped … plunge us into infinite darkness.
Dear Murty! Life is sometimes as tenuous as a candle in the wind, it’s true.