Deception holds these walls in place
denial renders them invisible
I am a dreamer floating
in a bubbled realm…safe
Breathe softly, still
the midnight air,
calm the inner
children,
sing tender
lullabies
of forever…
pretend
Solitude lends
perfection
to daily noise
I am invisible
motionless
free….
deluded.
(For Reena’s Xploration challenge: writing from inside the bubble.
Image my own)
Thanks Reena!
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Deluded, a perfect ending to a brilliantly written piece.
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Thanks 😊
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Absolutely stunning … I’ll accept the price (deluded realization) for periodic bliss afforded by bubbles like this!!
Love your image … could let my eyes crawl into those mingling curves and bubble-up in a matter of minutes …
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Thanks Jazz. Bubbles of bliss are very welcome.
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Bubbled ….by VJ Knutson
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Deluded. ..comes like a ton of bricks on a glass castle.
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Mission accomplished. Thanks Reena.
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🙂
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Another thought-provoking poem. Sometimes we need delusion just to be able to survive.
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Absolutely! The danger is when we settle there. Thanks Liz.
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You’re right about that.
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That last line just popped that bubble!
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Oh good. I needed to find a way to pop it. lol.
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😆
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