Breaking ground.

by Poet on the Piano   Aug 11, 2018


I socialized today
with other decent human beings,
not just the ashes of my mind.

I participated,
like actually relaxed my spine and
threw my head back in semi-sincere laughter,
instead of curling into a dark space
and letting my mouth hang open
in case there would be something
worthwhile to taste.

A dozen people to me is, to you,
hundreds of thousands of people
impatiently gathered in St. Peter's Square, putting their lives on standby for that
signal of black or white smoke.

In a way, I anxiously hope for a new era
of me, but all I can be today is proud.

Because this is only a small town, nowhere
near a glimpse of Rome, yet perhaps
I've still rose in victory

without compromising the truth of emotions.

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  • 1 month ago

    by Brenda

    Loved this! It is wonderful the steps you are making. This is huge and I am happy for you. Hugs-

  • 1 month ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    I totally understand this...

    No matter how small an achievement is to a person, that success is relative to that person. Your simile shows just how far you've come.

    Well done. X

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