Mind Games

A Poem by Tracie Skarbo

Frustration in mind…

Murder in heart…

Fire in thought…

Longing in soul…

Insecurity in mouth…

Loving in fingertips…

© 2009 Tracie Skarbo

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cartera

mmmmm. The separation of who we want to be: loving in fingertips from other parts of our sentient being, is often foiled by . . . well, other people usually. Remember Jean Paul Sartre's words..
ATB
Alex.

Posted 15 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kelley

hummmm what the mind sees sometimes just gets you all worked up.
One good release is writing. I see that have done a great job releasing
your thoughts. I like this poem a lot!
Thanks for sharing.
Kelley

Posted 15 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

deeps

I know this one! This is powerful stated!
Well said!

Posted 15 Years Ago

2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

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Added on November 2, 2009
Last Updated on December 16, 2009

Author

Tracie Skarbo

Canada

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Learning consists of daily accumulating. The practice of the Tao consists of daily diminishing; decreasing and decreasing, until doing nothing. When nothing is done, nothing is left undone. True.. more..