When I'm just me

When I'm just me

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano

You're not troubling me - 
I am troubled enough.
You throw bouncy pebbles
on my wide-calm surface
but in the deep
currents of life,
chaos churns the sands of my soul.
somewhere
the magma of my soul
touched
the water of my heart
so I'm sorry if you've got burned ~
I let off steam sometimes,
when I'm just me.

© 2018 SleeplessVolcano


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Love this imaginative and poetic way of saying sorry. Excellent expression.

Chris

Posted 6 Years Ago


Your poem reminds me of how, all my life, people have told me "you're so strong!" like I have no needs and no hurts hiding beneath my surface. Most people have no idea what they are throwing pebbles at. I love the pebble-throwing lines, so well done! No need to apologize at the end, but I get your point . . . you say "sorry" but you're not changing anything! *smile* (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 6 Years Ago


SleeplessVolcano

6 Years Ago

Thanks Margie :) Encouraging reviews like yours just makes me frantically look for a sharpened penc.. read more
barleygirl

6 Years Ago

I know what you mean about how hard it can be to go deep . . . that's why I often reside in the supe.. read more
Sometimes the surface. Just needs a little bump for the inside to react. Nicely expressed.

Posted 6 Years Ago


SleeplessVolcano

6 Years Ago

Indeed - but we also need to be ready to deal with the undercurrent when it eventually shows its exi.. read more
Very cleverly written with sound basics of physical chemistry and reaction. Magma and water, a formidable combination. Bouncy pebbles on calm surface...ripples of chaos. Trouble!

Posted 6 Years Ago


This is a really creative write, telling a tale most would recognise, from relationships and from life. Few, if any manage a life without scars and pain, mental and physical, yey even when we are wronged, we can become that level and strike out in defence. It is very true that in life there are no winners, just those that survived.
The combustion within doesnt care who set it off, it just wants out.

Posted 6 Years Ago


SleeplessVolcano

6 Years Ago

Ahhh...the "combustion within".....now that is going to trigger another poem....:)

Th.. read more
Lorry

6 Years Ago

In here? Throw a stick and you'll take out a dozen. Its definitely a love/ hate relationship, but on.. read more
Mmmm chaos will always be part of our life isn't it.. like this one guy said...
Life line when we notice it is always up and down...and if it's straight then it means we are dead... so I guess we should be happy we are alive ....
Sometimes it's hard...but valuing the people who are important to us makes it all the more special... don't you agree... :)

That's a nice poem... worth musing ... :)


Posted 6 Years Ago


SleeplessVolcano

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your kind review....lol...pardon my quick day-dream, but if I ever was a dicta.. read more
SleeplessVolcano

6 Years Ago

damn keyboard...."shout" should read "should"
Ardra

6 Years Ago

I will find my own kingdom and call it the nice kingdom... ;) so don't worry about the people who lo.. read more

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