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For years I did fret
Over potential out-comes
Not making a move
Though...
Now my fears are realized
And I've realized
I was stupid not to do so

So...

Here I am
No longer fractured glass
And can see the truth
Behind the smoke
Attempting to repair this
The whole of this
The best way I know how

But how...

Dana


~ Written for Open Link Night @dVerse
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  1. EvelynDecember 18, 2012 at 2:27 PM

    I like this. it has a choppy flow that fits with the subject matter.
    The repetition of "realize" in the first stanza is distracting to me...maybe a different word...
    the melancholy here really takes you in hand.
    great poem.

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    1. Dana DampierDecember 18, 2012 at 10:55 PM

      Thank you Evelyn for your honesty! I appreciate everyone's opinion.Also, thanks for coming by to read.

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  2. Buddah MoskowitzDecember 18, 2012 at 3:08 PM

    I like the confidence and then sudden questioning. Great to read - Mosk

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  3. Brian MillerDecember 18, 2012 at 3:45 PM

    it is hard to know..how to repair, how to move on in the after...and a lot of times we are finding ourselves again...and in that we are the only ones that can truly answer it as well...

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  4. henry clemmonsDecember 18, 2012 at 4:31 PM

    Well at least you have taken the first step. So many do not get to the question, but how. Excellente write. I enjoyed the voice and temo of your poem.

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    1. Dana DampierDecember 18, 2012 at 11:02 PM

      Thank you Henry! I appreciate your comment very much!

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  5. TimoteoDecember 18, 2012 at 4:43 PM

    Nice one. And a note to all fence sitters...everything that is not a yes is effectively a no...there is no way to not make a decision.

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    1. Dana DampierDecember 18, 2012 at 11:08 PM

      You are exactly correct! Thank you for pointing that out and stopping by to read.

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  6. TashtooDecember 18, 2012 at 4:58 PM

    With your pen, and your notebook and no more ears for the naysayers...we were born to bleed words, those that were not...have no hope of understanding. No Fear...if we survive the 21st...look out world! :)

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    1. Dana DampierDecember 18, 2012 at 11:10 PM

      Yes, Natasha!! I love your comment. Thank you for taking the time to stop by!

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  7. MaryDecember 18, 2012 at 6:02 PM

    Wow, learning is valuable whenever it happens. I like this poem, and the thoughts it provokes.

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    1. Dana DampierDecember 18, 2012 at 11:13 PM

      Lessons are plentiful in life... you just have to recognize them as so and learn. Thank you Mary!

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  8. kelvin s.m.December 19, 2012 at 2:26 AM

    ...time has always been the best healer... we just have to wait and be patient..and then trust... smiles...

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  9. ayalaDecember 19, 2012 at 2:53 AM

    Hard to know how to repair but in the end we find the answer within.

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  10. UnknownDecember 19, 2012 at 11:26 AM

    It is through this process of repair, the release of fear and movement forward, that we learn those necessary things. This is life: Walk the path, stumble, fall, get up, walk some more...

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/12/17/moses-like/

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