Verdum, 1917, by Felix Vallotton
If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you got a problem. Everything else is inconvenience.
~Robert Fulghum
Life is full of paper cuts that sting but leave no mark.
A thousand aggravations that attack us in the dark.
So we hide in a bunker trying to avoid every trap.
Dodging annoyances like bullets we lay low on our path.
Life is full of paper cuts that sting but leave no mark.
A thousand aggravations that attack us in the dark.
So we hide in a bunker trying to avoid every trap.
Dodging annoyances like bullets we lay low on our path.
Craving no resistance we march forward with closed eyes.
Soldiers on a mission to find oblivian at any price.
The battle for a perfect life is a stuggle that will never cease.
for this life is a journey of imperfections that simply serve to teach.
I really liked your last two lines and the paper cut imagery in the first line.
ReplyDeleteWoW! On a mission to find oblivion at any price. So profound, Carrie.
ReplyDeleteVery nice. Yes, we all strive for the perfect life...probably not attainable, but we try to get as close as we can come as we learn lessons along the way.
ReplyDeleteToday Carrie, this reminds me of the war escalating in Gaza. When will it stop?
ReplyDeleteTrue ... we all are soldiers on a mission :-)
ReplyDeleteThe battle for a perfect life is definitely a struggle that will never cease. For what is perfection? Your poem is a wonderful piece of work. I am saddened by the senseless wars that continue in a bid for power - for what some see as a perfect life.
ReplyDeletelife i think is often found in those paper cuts, more than trying to keep ourselves safe from them...
ReplyDeleteHow did you get to be so wise, Ms. Carrie????
ReplyDelete"Dodging annoyances like bullets we lay low on our path"....GREAT LINE.
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