Interruption May 10, 2016May 10, 2016 ~ Ali Grimshaw Pulled from sleep by fears of failure. Stumbling down a hallway of thought. Was it lack of effort, stubbornness or a tunnel of perspective with only one exit, that lead me to this worried space awake before the sun has risen? © Ali Grimshaw Send a poem to your friends.Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
This is so many many early early mornings. Sigh. Love the visualizations and the oh so real connection with my own experiences, too. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Thank you for your kind compliment.
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Beautiful writing.
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This is so many many early early mornings. Sigh. Love the visualizations and the oh so real connection with my own experiences, too.
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Thank you for your reflection. I always appreciate hearing from you.
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a tunnel of perspective with only one exit
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Thank you for your reflection. It is always appreciated.
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