"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Gypsy Shell


My mind keeps its luggage packed
in order to travel at a moment’s notice.

Caught in a gypsy shell,
it hangs memories with thumbtacks
to be easily removed when thoughts
invade to redecorate.



©Susie Clevenger 2012


2 comments :

Laura said...

powerful Susie... perhaps we all do this to stay safe to some extent.

Prince.of.legend said...

It's good that the instinct of survival can at minimum retreat to the stronghold of our mind. Nice

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