Wispy Things
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Sometimes like now
You can almost see their gossamer figures
Swirling about you in a loving embrace
Here and there the glint
Of knowing smiles and sparkling eyes
Pop like the bubbles in champagne
You can almost feel the soft brushes
Of tender fingers as they sweep by
Where do they go
When all you feel is the black ooze
Squishing up between your toes
When the static of the nothing
Burns in your ears
When the loveless billows of life
Suck the last bits of joy from your lungs
Are they here in the frantic moments
Lost in the crevices between fearful thoughts
Do they fall to the ground like dandelion fluff in a rain storm
No stronger than an insect's wing against a rogue wave
Or could they be like stars above the noisy city
Like a cricket's song lost beneath the freeway's drone
Are the sweet wispy things always with us
Always smiling on us
Caring not one way or the other
If or when we slow our fearful selves
Enough to see
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Wonderful writing, enjoyed so much, thanks
Thank you Ben. The trick is to find it in the darkness.
Greetings Fiddleman, nice to meet you.
Beautiful! When we stop rushing through life, we can feel them.
I think of you as a sweet wispy thing :) Beautiful! Love the imagery of gossamer, black ooze, and a rogue wave.
Hi Susie. Yeah, I think the trick is to take time to be still.
Thanks Sissy, I think you're a sweet wispy thing too.
Like lightning bug fire.
Very well written
Tim W
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Thanks Tim. Just as real I'm guessing, although I've never seen a lightning bug.
I agree with the last stanza. They are always here. We just have to take the responsibility to calm ourselves to see them.
What's that phrase? Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me.
It is amazing how you bounce back from depression on a regular basis. I used to take medicine for mine. I have taken the responsibility for my self to, 'be still and know that I am God.' This helps.
I do bounce back... just gotta find my happy place. I wrote a hub about that :)
I like this , serenity and peace for some is hard to find. I always amazes me how few can "be there". ;-]
Some have farther to go to get there. Thanks for the follow ahorseback.
what a fanciful write...like little faeries...of angels...turns rather dark there in the middle...and even in those moments they dont leave us...perhaps we just cant see them for all else...great piece...i enjoyed it...
Just beautiful image You got me with this part:
Are they here in the frantic moments
Lost in the crevices between fearful thoughts
Do they fall to the ground like dandelion fluff in a rain storm
No stronger than an insect's wing against a rogue wave
I can so relate to this! Thank you for sharing.
I think it is in stillness and quiet that we will be able to see these "wispy things". I love this very sensitive writing. Beautiful.
This is Beautiful. I was just introduced to the poetry site and I am happy to read this. I think this is a wonderful piece and so well done.
this has a beautiful dreamy quality to it...and still you build the bridge into real life with all the darkness and questions....feel a bit like if i had my head in the clouds and with the toes grounded in the everyday sand grains...lovely piece..
Claudia said it best so I'll just add my voice to the back up singing.
Hi Brian, thanks for commenting. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Greetings California. Thanks for reading me.
Bodhirose thank you for your sweet comment.
Hi Ann, I'm glad you found me.
Hi Claudia, I wouldn't expect you like 100% sugar :)
And a lovely voice you have Anna!
Beautiful post loving
calmness to frantic back
to enough to see.
Thanks
Thank you Seaside :)
A beautiful write and fantastic take on the prompt! Loved it!
I'm glad you liked it Tashtoo!
So gently wistful.
So wistfully gentle.
Well I know what I mean anyway.
Marked up... of course.
Wow Twilight, I guess I haven't checked this account in a while! Sorry for the delay. Thanks for the comment.
How are you? Glad you are in the land of the living.
I hardly use HP any more but read stuff.
But HP doesn't notify me if anything has been published so I am losing touch with many people
BenWritings Level 3 Commenter 15 months ago
Beautiful!!
There is always some whispyness floating about somewhere, regardless of where we're at in life.
This is a great one. :]