Maybe it was a mistake to stop breathing,
to audibly gasp at absurdity.
Death needs no reason
to creep its rattle up your throat
and turn you into glue
like so many spent horses.
Blink.
Brenda Warren 2016
Tales From The Tired Side
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poetry infused with art
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"Oh! Take a shit, read a story" - My Mother on Flash Fiction
An Australian in Zurich via London
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Life through a Literary Lens
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
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Strange, and not-so-strange stories and poems – and occasional ramblings that are neither. I'm happy you've landed on this page!
POETRY IS THE SONG IN MY HEART, THE LANGUAGE THAT I SPEAK, THE ESSENCE OF MY EXISTENCE, THE KEYS TO THE LIFE I SEEK.
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
a girl in fringe, pretty in red
Just my thoughts for all to behold
Excellent piece, Brenda.
Pamela ox
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Holy cow. That second sentence is a wowzer.
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I like this, Brenda. You’ve called it Blink, but it’s actually an eye opener!
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All over in a … Sadly perhaps..although the poetic glue shines
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