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Splinter

door killea

As everything moves forward
looking back makes no more sense
desert caravans on shifting sands
parody of a story too intense
understanding blinded by dust
of spoken particles airborne
in the ether of lost trust
pain, digging out the splinter thorn
cut needs to be deeper yet
barb removed with force
no more devouring recall
no longer any remorse

feedback van andere lezers

• ppe
  mooi gedicht
  killea: Thank you ppe
  xx
  j
• ivo
  aangrijpend mooi ...
  killea: thank you, Ivo
  xx
  j
• drebddronefish
  Nice! Looking back has only one potency. The one that makes you wanne feel miserable...
  killea: thank you, dddfish
  xx
  j
• silvia
  mooi Killea !
  grts
  killea: Thank you Silvia
  xx
  j
• Mistaker
  Zo komt Jan Splinter door de winter... ;-)
  
  Greta xx
  killea: Thanks Greta
  xx
  j
• yellow
  that's the way but still it's a fight to fall and get up again, at least for me it is, but okay, the change is started, have to look forward, have the feeling you write this for me, in that case, very much thanks,
  Marc
  
  xxx
  killea: You're very welcome, darling
  xx
  j
• jan
  superb!
  
  xx
  j
  killea: Thank you Jan
  xx
  j
• fairy
  Remorse has no sense, as what happened, is already past and you can't change it anymore. The power of now!
  
  Great poem!
  
  Wendy x
  killea: Thank you Wendy
  xx
  j
• tessy
  graag gelezen
  killea: thank you so much, Tessy
  xx
  j