Red skiesA Poem by Joe PalmerA poem penned for Courtney.Search for the unobtainable, it's the only thing we seek A chronic pain, forever the same That plagues us week by week The hunt for something more, that stains the sorry days It hurts to think, we reach the brink Till the pain subsides away Our pursuit of happiness, can take us many places The blue skies and euphoric highs That seem to come and go in stages The endless quest for fulfillment, that haunts our troubled lives Finding salvation in synthetic stimulation So the better times are emphasized An insatiable yearn for more, that we try so hard to meet We mask our woes till the pain all but goes A slight solace to keep us on our feet Perhaps the purest form of pleasure, is closer than perceived? Simple creations for natural elation That surely we dare not to believe? This craving for contentment, quelled with achievable desires? A nostalgic musk, red skies at dusk That may ignite your inner fires Let's manipulate our minds, deconstruct all false pretenses A familiar face or warm embrace Appreciate all that stimulates your senses I'm not suggesting a simple path, or an overriding cure But joy's to be found, in the beauty that surrounds Better times lay ahead for sure © 2020 Joe PalmerFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorJoe PalmerAberdeen, Scotland , United KingdomAboutpoetry; my non-chemical stimulation. 24, PhD student in Aberdeen/Nottingham. I'm sporadically on twitter @joepalmertfn. I compose and play guitar for a little band, although we're currently on hia.. more..Writing
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