I walk backwards
Easing through half closed doors,
stepping over ommisions
of memories, I did myself.
I have done that too, sometimes I bump into myself going forwards!! I loved it.Power to your pen.
I think we may have all done this at one time. Great take on the three words.
We all do this. I love how you used these prompts.
spoken inside the mind
What an image. Thank you for posting this.
beautiful poem.. you paint a great thought provoking picture.. 🙂
Beautiful!! And very true, too.
it’s good to be stepping over them and not on them. sometimes, they are like landmines.
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