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Headstall's Reflections - 69. Chapter 69 Fade to Gray

I am thankful I have poetry....

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Fade to Gray

 

In the blink of an eye

Color can leach

And in that single moment

My world recedes

And I fade to gray

 

I can’t imagine

I’m alone in this

When life seems out of reach

And I can’t grasp the point

Of adding to my sum

 

I am not so complicated

And drama I do not seek

If anything

It has stalked me

To its random satisfaction

 

So why this feeling

Why these thoughts

That my world wanes

And is no longer mine

My share of it consumed

 

All I know

Tells me that’s wrong

And I have earned

These golden years

Yet this detachment lives

 

Is there a flaw in me?

Or is it a natural process

Preparing us to take

Our final bow

If so, I don’t like it

 

I used to feel my power

It kept me fighting

And kept me secure

Feeding a need

To grow my humanity

 

I have always questioned

But something’s changed

And the light dims

On my dwindled presence

And I concede for a time

 

So far, I won’t dwell long

On this temporary trap

For a reprieve will surely come

Until the next time

I fade to gray

 

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Thanks for reading.
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Nicely done, Gary! :heart:

The head may occasionally stall,
But the heart keeps beating strongly.

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8 minutes ago, Marty said:

Nicely done, Gary! :heart:

The head may occasionally stall,
But the heart keeps beating strongly.

:hug: 

Thanks, Marty. :hug:  Sometimes it's hard to carry on when these thoughts and feelings intrude, but I can always find the light... that's my track record, and I have to remember it. :) 

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Hi Gary, what a great poem. It connects with me much. The picture of the vanishing colors is very powerful. I can relate well with it. I myself like to use the phrase, to stand behind the mirrow looking into the world, but luckily one can break the mirrow and walk over the shards to become free again. Am glad, that you posses this strength. 🙂:hug: Lyssa

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You may feel gray sometimes but I see green. Someone who writes wonderful stories that give me a spring in my steps.

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6 hours ago, Lyssa said:

Hi Gary, what a great poem. It connects with me much. The picture of the vanishing colors is very powerful. I can relate well with it. I myself like to use the phrase, to stand behind the mirrow looking into the world, but luckily one can break the mirrow and walk over the shards to become free again. Am glad, that you posses this strength. 🙂:hug: Lyssa

Thanks, Lyssa! I don't feel so gray today... the colors are coming back. :)  I like your phrase and am glad you can connect to this poem... it is kind of like being on the other side of the mirror, watching the world go by. I don't like feeling detached, and I have much to keep me engaged, so I will strive to keep that in mind when the colors fade. Thank for your kind support, my friend. :hug: 

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2 hours ago, aditus said:

You may feel gray sometimes but I see green. Someone who writes wonderful stories that give me a spring in my steps.

My favorite color is green. :) Thanks, Adi! You are so kind ... I feel better already. I appreciate you reading, and thank you for your support. :hug: 

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We need the bitter to appreciate the sweet.

The valleys to enjoy our peaks.

Life provides sunshine and rain....both promote growth.

While your writing is cathartic for you, it is therapeutic for us.  

Thank you for sharing your joys and your pains, Beautiful Spirit.

:hug: 🍻 :heart:

 

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5 minutes ago, FanLit said:

We need the bitter to appreciate the sweet.

The valleys to enjoy our peaks.

Life provides sunshine and rain....both promote growth.

While your writing is cathartic for you, it is therapeutic for us.  

Thank you for sharing your joys and your pains, Beautiful Spirit.

:hug: 🍻 :heart:

 

There was nothing gray about today, when my new little granddaughter visited. I saw myself in her for the first time. :)  Thank you, my friend, for the lovely expression of sentiment. :hug: 

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9 minutes ago, Headstall said:

There was nothing gray about today, when my new little granddaughter visited. I saw myself in her for the first time. :)  Thank you, my friend, for the lovely expression of sentiment. :hug: 

👏 ☀️ 🌈

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No words of wisdom from me here this time, just a deep understanding and sadness.  So many factors can sap our drive, or dampen our will...yet I like to think that there is a Light ahead that can rekindle our hopes and dreams even in our darkest hours.

Mine took a particularly hard hit when the fading became more than a metaphor at the end of 2015, and yet, friends have put me back on my literary path, if shakily.
Hugs and kisses, dearest friend....

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1 hour ago, ColumbusGuy said:

No words of wisdom from me here this time, just a deep understanding and sadness.  So many factors can sap our drive, or dampen our will...yet I like to think that there is a Light ahead that can rekindle our hopes and dreams even in our darkest hours.

Mine took a particularly hard hit when the fading became more than a metaphor at the end of 2015, and yet, friends have put me back on my literary path, if shakily.
Hugs and kisses, dearest friend....

Thanks, CG. I knew you would get this one. You are an inspiration, my friend. :hug: 

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