Picture It and Write April 27
Ermilia at Picture It and Write

I am hanging on by a thread

My mind filled with loathing and dread

My toes don’t even touch the ground

Why am I still hanging around?


Life has plowed into me lately

A hand would assist me greatly

I can not hear even one sound

Why am I still hanging around?


Actually, I am quite at ease

I’m feeling that warm Summer breeze

Do we need our feet on the ground?

Why am I still hanging around?


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Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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18 thoughts on “Lean~Kyrielle”

  1. from the angle of the guy in the picture it’s all a matter of perspective in regard to the angle of his shadow. How often I’ve wondered why am I still hanging around. To quote Yogi Berra, “It ain’t over till it’s over”. Nice rhythmic pattern verse. Sounds like change is in the wind. Hugs.

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