Break

Sitting,

Waiting,

Contemplating;

What choice is

Next

To make;

Feel as though

My mind will

Break;

I take a

Deep

Breath;

I breathe.
Dawn Piercy©2016

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Once Again

My mind runs

Fast,

Quick to think,

Memories,

Thoughts,

Blink,

Onto another round

Not rapidly

Making sound;

I drift away

To far off

Thoughts

Before me;

My entity,

My soul,

Spirits glee,

Drifting along

Electricity;

Fire and ice

Entwined,

Yet separately

I spin

Into the sea

Fire,

Ice,

Electricity

Through earth

And

Once again

I come up

For air,

I am reborn.

Dawn Piercy©2016

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