it bares its teeth
and I remember
I feel its weight
in my bones
I spew its language
brown and muddy
I am lost
it settles in my skin
and I shudder
I miss sunlight
I miss fresh air
it digs deeper
and I weep
lost
a familiar presence
this beast
my constant companion
drawing fine lines
that slowly crack
along an old path
These are the footsteps of the mind
photo: cocoparisienne/Pixabay
prompts: Go Dog Go Cafe – Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge, Sunday’s Whirligig 207
So much depth and unique imagery. Stunning piece.
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Ah a moody footprint
Loses it’s own shadow
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Isn’t it ironic that such a beautiful color brands such a foul mood?
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I agree!
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So vivid and sensuous. It made me shiver, like I could feel the cracks coming and was waiting for something to go wrong — or to suck me in. Powerful and such potent language too. 💕
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Thank you so much! ❤
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You’re welcome
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What interesting imagery! I love the concept… footprints of the mind. It conjures up Jesus’ sandals for me!!
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Thanks! Footprints of the mind was the Tuesday writing prompt at GDGC. They always provide great inspiration!
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Very deep and thought provoking
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Thanks!
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A pleasure
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