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Author Name: Freestormwolf 5 Comments
Date Added: February 06, 2010 14:02:35 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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“How many roads?” Dylan asked;
I share his sentiments in the
wee small hours, confined
to flesh and bone, alienated by difference;
Thirsting for that which will always elude me.
Dropped into life a changeling
from something...

Sometimes, barely able to decipher
the reasons for anything.
I have seen them fall, some
at the first fence, some
just when life was looking up.

Hard work and fortitude
trampled into despair.
Goodness desecrated, dreams crushed,
making mockery of any attempt
at philosophical justification.

Struggling to find real meaning in a lost
landscape. Relevance in 'being'
amid the turning wheels...

The pain never leaves me.

Author's Notes:
As a small child my mother used to tease me I was a changeling..
I often reckon she may have been right.
I have also been accused of "thinking too much" eh?
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Comment By: PremiumMary Lou Allen on February 13, 2010 08:47:49 AM Report

Once I heard a woman say that she'd been born at the right time, in the right place, to the perfect parents, and was raised in the right environment, which she felt accounted for her raging success in life. From the condition in which I found her, me thinks she has pulled some serious wool over her eyes. Everybody else I know has at least an occasional suspicion that they're a changling. The creative and the wise are generally pretty damn sure of it. Well done, Alison. ML

Comment By: FreeA.P. on February 9, 2010 07:59:31 PM Report
i like how you've worded "Dropped into life a changeling / from something", because it points to that feeling of being "different" but necessarily because of actually having been given to different parents at birth, but the possibility of feeling that way because of something else...alluding to what you've written, being "alienated by difference" and constantly searching for meaning behind yourself...
nicely expressed.
Comment By: FreeAdri on February 8, 2010 02:28:05 PM Report
I know I say this every time I comment on your work, and it is probably getting old, but you are such a wise wise woman...  Sometimes I think you talk to me when I read your work. You bring it just to a different level.  And I think to much as well, or so I am told. But how do you not think then?  I am sorry, but that I can not do or even remotely understand.

As always, a pleasure to read.

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on February 7, 2010 12:46:43 PM Report
As I read this I was thinking how we all have to handle depression..great heartfelt poem....
Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on February 6, 2010 03:08:50 PM Report
Ali: an incredibly deep write.  I felt so much emotion in this write.


Lady D


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