Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons
memories of melancholia
bury my passion to exist
the thick of fog blurs my mind
I am my own puppet
yet without control
my hard-spent days
a riddle
of the
past
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #108
my other blog, PoetryPalette
-Eugenia
I feel like this perfectly describes a lot of my recent days.
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Oh, I hope your days get better. I’ve had days like this moreso when I was employed. Retiring was a blessing. 😉
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Just getting away from a place of employment is a blessing.
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Thank you, Eugenia! Work can definitely suck the life out of you. I am very fortunate that I love my job and am (most days) very happy with it. It probably helps that I’m only part time too! Enjoy your retirement!!
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“My hard-spent days … a riddle of the past” …. So evocative!
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Thank you, Reena!
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Bruised Spirit …. by Eugenia
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You have captured the feelings so well.
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Thank you, Sadje.
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You’re welcome Eugenia.
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These two lines resonate loudly, …..although today my bells did chime……
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😊
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rage
from mycage
messy car
near not far
and the lingo
was obscene
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Oh, I feel this, Eugenia.
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I feel this resonates with many of us during our lifetime. Thank you for commenting, V.J. 💛
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My pleasure.
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Well expressed. Life must seem so difficul in such circumstances.
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Thank you! Life has challenges, indeed.
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Oh lovely! That ballerina just going around and around, great image to reflect the feeling of life being out of your control. Good job, Eugenia!
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Thank you very much, Susi!
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So very welcome!
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