Coveting the minds of others,
organized, tidy, following clear roads.
Traveling to a chosen destination
efficiently arriving on time.
Dreary, weary, defeat haunts her
relapsing into the darkness of a mind off course.
Moving toward an endless horizon
without a line between earth and sky
to distinguish
what hole she fell into
this time.
© Ali Grimshaw
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
“…to distinguish
what hole she fell into
this time.”
This prompted me to see Alice falling down the rabbit hole. Have done the same thing myself many-uh-times. ‘Spect it will happen again….
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Thank you Karyn. I always appreciate your reflection and reminders to be kind to myself when I fall down.
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I really appreciate your poem. But I have a tidy brain one moment and then it’s falling into a hole the next moment. Sometimes several times a day. Such is life? 🤔 Love Mom.
On Wed, Nov 2, 2016 at 9:49 PM, flashlight batteries wrote:
> flashlight batteries posted: “Coveting the minds of others, organized, > tidy, following clear roads. Traveling to a chosen destination efficiently > arriving on time. Dreary, weary, defeat haunts her relapsing into the > darkness of a mind off course. Moving toward an endless horizon” >
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Raw and powerful
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Thank you Miriam. I appreciate your reflection.
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