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Anxiety

door killea

Too much thinking, restless bed
futile pacing, peace of mind dead
too much credence to words read
constellations reign overhead

word distortions, music drowned
threat perceived, fears compound
vulnerable visions, an ultra sound
North Star so easily found

Burning questions, lips do not dare
petty frustrations so hard to bear
for answers to the heavens glare
Ursa Major doesn't care

feedback van andere lezers

• ivo
  "uch'" grote beer heeft gesproken?
  
  een zeer mooi vers ..
  killea: Indeed, Ivo, in the greater scheme of things one needs to melt into the big picture, worry less about what one cannot change, I guess......
  thanks
  
  xxx
  j
• jan
  very petty June!
  xxx
  j
  
  killea: yes, Jan, then again...............
  xxx
  j
• tessy
  Heel mooi, graag gelezen
  killea: thanks, Tessy
  xx
  j
• Magdalena
  I think the Big Bear is just waiting for you to exhaust yourself so much that you have to fall asleep in peace and then she'll prove how much she cared all the time
  xxxxx
  killea: Let's hope so, Karine
  xxx
  j
• yellow
  vragen stellen leidt tot meer vragen stellen tot nog meer vragen stellen en op lange duur ben je enkel nog aan het piekeren,
  soms moeten we niet over alles nadenken,
  soms...
  mogen we eens rusten, ja dat mag echt,
  liefs,
  M.
  xx
  killea: thank you Marc
  xxx
  j
• Liesje
  mooi qua inhoud en qua taalspel
  killea: many thanks, Liesje
  xxx
  j