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What lies beneath the surface?
Do I need to know?
Lead me by the nose
Or drag me by my toes?
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What lies beneath the surface?
Is it born of love?
I cannot choose to be
Blind to what I feel.
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What lies beneath the surface?
Is it what I’d like to see?
Be it contempt or scorn,
Just do not pity me.
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©DGA 03 April 2012 07:03
Adeeyoyo's Blog 
03/04/2012 at 7:33 am
Sometimes gold, sometimes rust,
sometimes good, sometimes bust,
sometimes right, sometimes wrong,
sometimes a hole, sometimes a bone,
sometimes better, left unknown..
Hoping all is well with you Denise, long time missed.
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03/04/2012 at 7:36 am
Ooopss missed a line,, sometimes right, sometimes wrong,
sometimes weak, sometimes strong,
sometimes a hole…etc.
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03/04/2012 at 3:45 pm
Thanks so much, Jake! I hope I’m back for at least a couple of weeks now… 😀
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03/04/2012 at 5:14 pm
Me too..Keep well, Denise.
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03/04/2012 at 8:17 am
Love this, Adee. “Lead me by the nose, or drag me by my toes,” sounds tortured. Hope no-one is doing that to you. 😉 xxx
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03/04/2012 at 3:47 pm
No, not that, AD! It is a bit of uncertainty – doubt… 🙂
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03/04/2012 at 1:28 pm
What lies beneath the surface? What ever it is we best find out about it because that’s from where most of life’s instructions are stored.
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03/04/2012 at 3:48 pm
What is it with me, Carl? I am questioning everything…
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03/04/2012 at 3:08 pm
Pity, the one thing no one wants. Blessings – Maxi
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03/04/2012 at 3:49 pm
So true, Maxi. Thank you. 🙂
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03/04/2012 at 3:21 pm
I related it to seeking our destiny. Sometimes we fear what we know to be our path. But life will get us there, leading us by the nose or toes..
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03/04/2012 at 3:50 pm
I think that is what I meant, Jeannie. Questioning, doubting…
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03/04/2012 at 6:19 pm
i def do not want pity….and sadly our interactions with others seldom get below that surface…but there you will find the real person…for better or worse…smiles.
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03/04/2012 at 6:49 pm
Wouldn’t it be marvellous if one could see through people all the time, Brian?
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03/04/2012 at 9:22 pm
Very nicely written piece of modern literary art, my friend!
I love that title…
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04/04/2012 at 6:34 am
Aha, thank you Hook.
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04/04/2012 at 5:15 am
Compassion, empathy and pity are entirely different matters. The first two, I desire. Not the last.
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04/04/2012 at 6:33 am
Wonderful to see you back. I couldn’t get past your security to comment on your blog. I think there’s a problem – although it might be me! 😉
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04/04/2012 at 6:14 pm
These are distrusting, disturbing thoughts, Denise. I feel there is happiness when one trusts and hopes.
A very thoughtful piece.
Thank you
John
PS so good to see your presence back in the blogosphere.
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08/04/2012 at 12:29 pm
You are right, John. I was feeling very unsure of things at the time of writing this. It is good to be back though! Thank you.
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08/04/2012 at 7:13 am
A good question, sometimes answered too late
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08/04/2012 at 12:31 pm
That was what I was afraid of, Bb, although it turned out well in the end. Thank you. 🙂
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