Such a beautiful sky! Love the sunglasses, and brr, that must have been a cold run.
Oh My! Frozen lashes thawing…a diehard are thee!
Gorgeous skies! And that is some dedication…running with frozen eyelashes!
Beautiful sky shots~♥ your sunglasses~brrr @ the frozen eyelashes!
That's the 2cd time that's happened to me while I've been viewing ww's~I hit publish too soon. I'm getting in too much of a hurry trying to get finished so I can get to bed. I think I'm going anyway & just finish up tomorrow.
Lake of Frozen Tears
To Love No More is a dreary trek a trudge across frozen ice above a Lake of Frozen Tears shed over Love Lost.
I see the Pillar of Lost Esteem towering; a Wall of Broken Hearts each telling their story in the cacophony;
an Ocean of Salted Wounds.
To Love No More is to begin a journey no one wants to take or reach that destination we all know is Complete Despair.
Along the way I see those who gave up; who’ve planted anger-plants to mark their passing; anger plants growing in the Jungle of Bitter Regrets.
Swaying plants lash out at you when you pass while below your feet there is the small raging mind-set, and scattered weeping abandoned friends.
There are hordes of Self-Flagulaters and Blamers who fly overhead dropping stones;
hordes trekking on and on.
I am buffeted and my footing is unstable; because cracks below my feet reveal Mental Instabilities reaching up as I walk by grabbing my legs, trying to pull me down below bottom-less gravity.
I stall on this journey, for it is clear to Love Again in all its hurts cannot be worse than this.
I guess I prefer the risk Loving Once More and inch toward feeling again.
Such a beautiful sky! Love the sunglasses, and brr, that must have been a cold run.
Oh My! Frozen lashes thawing…a diehard are thee!
Gorgeous skies! And that is some dedication…running with frozen eyelashes!
Beautiful sky shots~♥ your sunglasses~brrr @ the frozen eyelashes!
That's the 2cd time that's happened to me while I've been viewing ww's~I hit publish too soon. I'm getting in too much of a hurry trying to get finished so I can get to bed. I think I'm going anyway & just finish up tomorrow.
Lake of Frozen Tears
To Love No More
is a dreary trek
a trudge across
frozen ice above
a Lake of Frozen Tears
shed over Love Lost.
I see the Pillar of Lost Esteem
towering;
a Wall of Broken Hearts
each telling their story
in the cacophony;
an Ocean of Salted Wounds.
To Love No More
is to begin
a journey
no one wants to take
or reach that destination
we all know is Complete Despair.
Along the way
I see those who gave up;
who’ve planted
anger-plants to mark their passing;
anger plants growing in
the Jungle of Bitter Regrets.
Swaying plants lash out at you
when you pass
while below your feet
there is the small raging mind-set,
and scattered weeping
abandoned friends.
There are hordes of Self-Flagulaters
and Blamers
who fly overhead
dropping stones;
hordes trekking on and on.
I am buffeted
and
my footing is unstable;
because cracks below my feet
reveal
Mental Instabilities
reaching up
as I walk by
grabbing my legs,
trying to pull me down
below
bottom-less gravity.
I stall on this journey,
for it is clear
to Love Again
in all its hurts
cannot be worse
than this.
I guess I prefer
the risk Loving Once More
and inch
toward feeling again.