Life transpires with hidden challenges
Unforeseen, frequently unwelcome
They test our fortitude, our courage
Our desire to take another step
Forward into the predestined mire
We stumble and tumble, shattered glass
We take the knocks and devious blights
Oft blinded to, maybe, redemption
Woes hanging heavy in our psyche
And yet, always, there’s another road
Paved with fear and lined by doubt, no doubt
That leads to quietude, mind and soul
That road is for you, my worthy friend
Leave your troublesome burden behind
Divest yourself of that grim label
VICTIM.
This poem was written in response to the Famous Fandango’s one word prompt.
Have a great weekend everyone
Lisa x
Hi, I “reblogged” your post but all links and resources will point back directly to your site. Hope that’s ok. I’m searching for those blogs that resonate with me as per my “sticky post.” By the way I get what you say … I’ve always been middle-aged myself… Since I could remember! 😉
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Thanks, that’s really kind of you :O) xx
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Such an interesting way to approach the prompt, and you’ve written it so incredibly beautifully, Lisa, I really enjoyed this one.xx
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Thanks Caz, that means a lot 😊 XX
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Lovely. Quietude is what so many seek, but do not find.
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Quite so Peter :O) x
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well done. “Forward into the predestined mire.” Love that. And Victimhood sure is a big thing these days
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Thanks Billy, really appreciate it 😊 x
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Woah, this was a refreshing read! Beautifully written! ( ps- I really like your intro🙂)
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Thanks Tanishq, I appreciate that 😊
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Great poem lisa! Well said! ❤
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Thanks Carol Ann :O) x
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😍🌸🙂
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