How somber
the breeze
who pushes
the abandoned
swing, lamenting
an unforgotten
friend with
soothing whispers
and unbridled wails
Whispers and wails
a decathexis deconstruction by a.d.matthias
a decathexis deconstruction by a.d.matthias
How somber
the breeze
who pushes
the abandoned
swing, lamenting
an unforgotten
friend with
soothing whispers
and unbridled wails
Beautiful
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And how the static
Of an Imbalanced seesaw
Reminds us
Both
Of absence
As well as the need
For others
And how we often
Cannot move
Alone
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Lest not a friend in even wind
We climb the merr’go round
And fake the wind thru imaginin’
To at least pretend one’s found
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When the silver slide’s base we finally find
Only to of sudden recollection miss
Warm arms’ welcome upon descent
Oft we cannot help but fall back
Onto the polished surface
Firm against our shoulders
Embrace and encouragement both
To rise without much delay
And climb once more
To the summit
And begin again
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Overwhelmed by the towering monkey bars
Staring up through the menacing iron cage
Trapped to the earth below our feet
With no hope of making the leap
Until words of encouragement are spoken
And a friendly hand is offered
That helps us reach for the sky
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Funny how
This tethered sphere
Can seem so much more liberated
As lonesome feet
Join with concrete beneath
Lost to the past
The same as my thoughts
When all of a sudden
Your voice
I hear once more
Cutting me free
To roll on towards you
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If we only knew, back then
To embrace
Being it
Because we’ll never be it again
To never run
Because we’ll never be chased again
To never hide
Because we’ll never be sought again
To embrace
The pain
Of our skinned knees
Because pain is all we’ll ever feel, come then
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If we can only keep in mind
That memories
Can be formed anew each day
To seek
Not to replace to recreate
Not to forget but to forge forward
Not to remain but to retain
Our youth
Always lives inside
Eyes wild and eager
Not afraid
Of what might be
But rather accepting
Of consequence
Not worrying
Rather weighing
Risk and reward
And sometimes choosing chance over
Reason
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Yet memories are fallacies
Deeply flawed recollections
Only remembering the last remembrance
Through evermore rosy reflections
The youth inside is inherently wisdom tainted
Can’t draw on the past nor try to fingerpaint it
Inextricably bound by lessons learned hard
A weakened bully in need of his own bodyguard
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That brief moment our hearts stop
When at the swing’s zenith
Floating, before gravity again pulls
When the legs of the set rise from the ground
And the feeling of flying forever consumes us
When in the space of that heartbeat we are shown
Whether fear rules our hearts
Or whether freedom calls to us
From then on, in that brief moment,
We know who we are
In our heart of hearts
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From fulcrum pivot
Grounded firm to
Open air
Then back in descent
Toward unforgiving earth
Grazing gravel with daring toes extended
The ascent begins again
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This is beautiful.
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Thank you 🙂
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You are welcome. ☺️
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