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disquietude

Sweeping across the pixels in my brain,
the dark fog of the terminally anxious.
Blood vessels, muscles, nerves each hold the weighty sand
of history and destiny.

I can’t breathe.

Confounded by its return.
I shake;
My heart somehow knowing
nothing.

By and by.
Peace, I call out for it!
Come euphoria!
A dreamland, I have yet to find.

1/7/09 Melody H. Hanson

Published by Melody Harrison Hanson

I’m an over thinker and incessant seeker. I’m grateful for God’s grace. This is a quiet, contemplative blog. I write my poetry, essays and offer my photographs. I hope you will stay and read a while. All photography and words are mine, unless noted. Find me on Twitter, Facebook or Instagram.

One thought on “My Poetry: Disquietude”

  1. Some how you have been able to keep the depth of thought and contemplation through the Mommy years. I have not the energy to sharpen my thoughts to clarity. I commend you my friend and continue…:X

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