A bcc to myself

A bcc to myself … an incredible take by Eugenia on Exploration Challene #112

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Was that really me,

my crumbling thoughts,

intoxicated cynical assertions?

Pockets of stillness no longer

harbor a pregnant pause

instead bestirs the potential

of emptiness.

Once free-flowing bonds

now chaotic with undulating

patterns.

I suddenly feel my past

a lost alphabet waiting

to be written.

Methinks, tis time for all

mankind to question your maps,

your destinations and know

what your dreams are.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge#112

This week you can choose one or more from a set of 10 words/phrases, to kickstart your thought process. Let us see where the journey takes you. The comments often offer different perspectives and start another thread of creativity. Find time to read those and interact with other writers. Here are the options…