Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

When after the anxiety of learning dissipates,

our lives return to a normal,

we seem to forget all the pain, the turmoil,

that which led to a state of mind.

Perhaps we give farewell to what we knew,

sometimes even love,

we adjust, the human condition, that resilient

nature of why we are who we will become.

Already the thought of what is ahead of us

begins to intermingle with now,

we fill our vacuum with hopeful, positive notions,

we wish to rise above the storm again.

Seems remarkable sometimes when standing there

on the ledge of our conscious frame of mind,

seems a remarkable journey that never really ends,

just continues to fill the void of our time.

Would that we might answer the questions that arise

While lives go on, while hopes and dreams live wise.

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  1. amoafowaa Avatar

    This is life. Cool poem.

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    1. thom amundsen Avatar

      thank you for reading 🙂

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      1. amoafowaa Avatar

        My pleasure Thom

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