we settled into this lifeA Poem by Don BeeKeeperAbout a certain feeling you get as time passes in a certain way.i felt the breeze through my hair as we moved with the crowd Shuffling morning spread us out between the posts we occupy Work eats time in a different way and I wanted more from every day than just becoming one day older than just pretending I felt the hope in your voice as we spoke through every night How it takes us far apart within the rooms we occupy We pass the pieces back and forth through days and acts devouring We think that's what it means to be alive. I felt the breeze through my hair as a whisper from another you Something deep within a world that's somehow hidden from me. we settled deep into this space and found we cannot hold each place we cannot keep them far apart or protect them.
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AuthorDon BeeKeeperToronto, CanadaAboutI write. I record. Often what I write is attempting to capture a moment in an almost photographic way - but not necessarily visually descriptive - more the shape than the colour. more..Writing
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