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      just do it

      Sit still a momentlet the world loosen its grip.No clocks, no names,only the hush between two heartbeats.Close your eyes as one closes a dooragainst the wind, gently,and the breath arriveslike a tide that knows your shore.In, outthe lungs become...

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      pax et amor

      Will we, the damaged, find respiteoutside the shards of sleep at night?Can we, the damaged, dribbling there,old and withered in our chair,find that peace that can’t be bought,for which we battled, which we fought? Or does the struggle never end,no...

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      • I’m not sure, but those who make it to old age tend to come to a calm acceptance. It is the end of the journey, and perhaps for some the battle. Yet, those who do make it that far should see it as a blessing. So many do not get that far.
        Life is half attitude, really. Find the good, even if small. It’s there.

      • Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. I concur with Mark, getting older there is a calm acceptance that takes place. For me it was recognizing my mortality, and realizing if I didn’t change my perspective I was going to die miserable or suddenly. Or worse yet, both. I can relate my friend but there is a blessing in figuring out that changing the lens helps a lot. We all go through this you’re definitely not alone. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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      do others feel like I do

      My biggest fear is not that I will die but that I will lose control,lose myself.That my carefully crafted persona might simply collapse in on itself.That others will witness that collapse. That is the excruciating fear that depression brings.It never...

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      Liptons

      I wake up troubled as you do,clouded mind, it's colour blue.I have no thoughts why this is so,I only want to see it go.Go it does when I get up,as I enjoy my morning cup.It's tea of course but...

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      • Simple pleasures, and small feats. Great write Peter. xx

      • Beautifully penned, Peter. It’s the little things. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

      • Thanks Damian and PG….it’s a long day without a cup of tea, so get in early.No.matter what my mood a piping hot cuppa moves it for a while.
        I guess so does bourbon but not at six on the morning.

      • Hoi hoi Peter,
        That’s a qualitea poem. Hats off.
        Love it a lot. Leave it up to me to murder your language.

        If you are American: Thank you!
        In all other cases: keep ‘em coming, please.

        Kind regards, Gus

    • Scapular

      You wouldn’t think lonelinesscould breathe between our warm bodies,not when we lie naked togetherclose enough to feel each others breath. But it can.And sometimes, it does.I lie beside you,listening for your soft drift into sleep,hoping,almost praying,that your hand will wander,and...

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