Beautiful but circuitous
I remain estranged
Salutations that never
Extend invitation
Lips too buoyant
To indulge profundity
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There is loneliness
In the sustainment of doubt
There is loneliness
In a sealed heart that grows
Emptier with the passage of time
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To possess a tongue without guile
A betrayal to both barer and expectancy
There is freedom in awkwardness
In the way it forbids assimilation
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I am not an actress and no stage
No matter how obliquitous
Could detain me
mindlovemisery 
Very lovely!, 🙂 🙂
Thanks Helen!
This speaks to me. I dislike small talk. I always feel awkward in that middle ground that extends beyond hello but never gets to conversation that I can engage in. One minute of greeting or hours of discussion is my way. There is loneliness in the absence of ‘real’ talk if the opportunity or person to speak with is absent.
Beautifully said.x
I know exactly what you mean! I hate small talk and like you if I can’t have a real conversation I’d just rather skip it altogether
That’s why I avoid people I used to know if I meet them on the train! After the first couple of minutes what can you say without garbling? It’s not as if you can enter into a discussion on life. 😉 x
hahs I know what you mean
“To possess a tongue without guile
A betrayal to both barer and expectancy
There is freedom in awkwardness
In the way it forbids assimilation” – this was amazing! I loved the whole poem, but this part is for tattooing on your skin you know? I don’t know, many people might not agree with me or see it the way I see it, but that part speaks to me not only of something that is deep inside of me, but it is also, in a way, praising it. It makes me get up and personal with the whole poem, because it stops being words on a screen, and becomes an entity.
Awww that is such a beautiful compliment Ororiel this is very personal to me as well
I feel as if we are all actors on a grand stage…each person has their role to play. Yours is to write magically 🙂
Awww thank you =) You are an amazing writer and artist =)
Thank you friend 🙂
=)
the part that really made me think was not being an actor…as one that tries to live toward truth and keep short accounts…i really cant stand acting…pretending….it deceiving…
I know me either
indulge profundity … sustain doubt … be guileless and awkward without apology … sometimes I feel we have the same questions about living authentically.
what a beautiful comment Susan and I believe we have many of the same questions
obliquitous~I know what this means but I still looked it up. This word can mean so many things and accompanied with all the other wonderful words you have written here, what a lovely lovely expression. The illustration you have used is so perfect as if a fly on the wall but it seems so big because it’s noisy and you are floating. I love illustration such as this. I’m an illustrator and your words and art they speak volumes and made me smile! 🙂
Thank you so much MichelleMarie =) I chose the illustration for my poem and it is amazing but I cannot take credit for the art. I also sadly cannot find who did create the image.
Well choosing illustration is just as crafty as doing them yourself. It is hard to find art credits. I love your choices. I love your words they paint a visual image in the mind! 🙂
Thank you kindly =)