Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Alone

http://onestoppoetry.com/
Free and chained,
your soul rises,
your soul falls.
You long to take a breath,
the taste of air brushing on your lips,
as the wind touches you.
Softly, lovingly,
seducing you,
to find the will to live.

48 comments:

  1. Finding the will to live; chained yet still inspired by life and nature. Very nicely done!

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  2. love the taste of air brushing on lips and living on even if things are tight...good write ayala

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  3. nice poem tho the picture freaks me out ...thanks for the words

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  4. How close freedom can be, and how I let myself be chained. Grateful for every wind, whisper or poem (!) that sparks the desire to live more fully and freely!

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  5. sigh, i hope you find it...it can be as fleeting as a breeze...and anticipating those ups and downs helps me find it...

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  6. Beautifully shared of the battle to find oneself, longing to go beyond the obvious.

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  7. It's like swimming up from the deep, trying to break to the surface. Good poem.

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  8. The wind does seduce us into wide open spaces... calls us to see things a bit more clearly out there. Heartfelt poem, thank you.

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  9. This is so good. I found myself needing to take a deep breath as I read it. Guess you could say you drew the reader in!

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  10. Literally breathtaking poem and photo! Great job!

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  11. In to the air he may go - nice use of the image

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  12. expanding and contracts ~ rode on the breath ~
    ayala ~ ~ loved it ~ Lib @Libithina

    had to sign as anony ~ sorry ayala ~ but as you can see I'm not ~ Lib

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  13. Thank you, Claudia. It's not always easy....

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  14. Thank you, Kez.
    Don't freak out :)

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  15. Adrienne...gratitude always should whisper in our ear.

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  16. Brian...sigh...it can't always be sunshine, can it?

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  17. Thank you, Glynn. I like the way you put it....

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  18. Victoria, I felt like I couldn't breathe when I wrote it. I remembered a painful memory....thank you.

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  19. Thank you, Lib.
    I don't know what's going on but I had trouble earlier leaving a comment as well. :)

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  20. How fleeting the moments of life & thought!

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  21. Finding our true selves is so important then you can be happily alone with yourself.

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  22. Cloudia, they are fleeting....and it's my pleasure.

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  23. even when it seems impossible and restricted it is possible to have the will.

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  24. That picture is something else. I really liked the idea of the wind seducing one to live. That was a great idea :)

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  25. Really drew me in. I've known the feeling of struggling to keep a positive will against huge odds.

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  26. What a perspective, ayala, in both shot and beautiful poem. Wow!

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  27. wow ... positive, hopeful ... loved it.

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  28. Thank you for sharing delightful romantic poem.

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  29. Christine...must find the will.

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  30. Thank you, Talon. Scott Wyden's photograph. As soon as I saw it,it all came to me. :)

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  31. I love that image you chose, and I LOVE that poem! It's almost as if you wrote it about me. It caught me in the gut. Very nice work!!

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  32. Thank you, Caroline. The image spoke to me ....

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  33. Love the photograph Ayala. And I like the sense of in-between that is conveyed by your words. Well done.

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