the sharp edges
of our crossed purposes
are so often hidden
behind the shield
of good intentions
visual prompt provided by tess kincaid
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17 comments:
Spot on ... you took aim ... hit the target ... square in the middle. Bulls eye.
How true! How true!
OOOH, good one, Steven! I like your take on the prompt!
Rick
Good one, Steve.
Sharp and to the point. (Horrible sort of pun!)
Still cold here too.
Ouch.
This is the very reason I kind of love being single!
As I get older I realize that good intentions are a shield for my co-dependence: needing the other to be helped by me. What a lot you packed into this haiku-esque poem, Steven. I like your take on the prompt.
That certainly packed a punch- Genius! so concise, universal-nail on the head!
oh steven. short and to the point.
A brilliant take. The reality of life.
Only a deep thinker could have come up with this gem...
Jinksy's words are perfect!
A GEM!
are you speaking from experience?
I must say, I've come across this thought once or twice myself.
oh friko - i only speak from experience!!!! steven
Fantastic! I love this.
wisdom at its finest weaving.
Brilliant, Steven. I love when you hop into Magpie with your beauty and wisdom. x
kind visitors, thankyou for your kind and generous comments! i love when words tumble out so simply and filled with unbidden experience based observations!!! i just sit back and wonder sometimes. steven
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