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The Same Lane
When the mist surrounds me
disappearing, on my own
recollections haunting
touch a chord, chill to the bone
roller coaster existence
into the white unknown
silent, faceless peace
with myself alone
contemplate approval
different, cannot conform
crazy, head into the gale
outlook not the norm
break with convention
ride out every storm
imprudent of consequences
naïveté, a uniform
intolerant, useless
in the mundane
profoundly passionate
slightly insane
into this whirlwind
tranquillity overcame
on this journey we chose
to drive in the same lane
feedback van andere lezers- ivo
sfeervol, triestig, vaststellend mooi
killea: Thank you, Ivo
xx
j - tessy
Zoals altijd June
killea: thank you Tessy
xx
j - jan
this poem says it all June, I can read it a thousand times, so beautiful and close to reality....
xx
j
killea: Many thanks, Jan
xx
j - JakobRo
how beautiful...
killea: Thank you Jakob
xx
j - Mistaker
I'm listening to James Taylor now and this poems matches so well with his music.
Greta xx
killea: many thanks Greta
xx
j - yellow
een heel breekbaar gevoel in de eerste twee strofen
waarin jullie elkaar herkennen en aanvoelen
wat dan leidt tot een positieve kracht tesamen,
hou dat gevoel vast,
groetjes,
Marc
x
killea: Thank you Marc
xx
j - klaver4
same lane, but different gears if I read correctly...
menselijk al te menselijk...
one true lesson in life for everybody should be: be harsh with yourself, but don't be too harsh cause you're only human hey,...
xxx
klaver4
killea: different gears but the same clutch
xx
j
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