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May 28, 2017 / edwardonbebop

Mood changes

Mood changes,
I wish I could be stable.
I am not.
I am always in motion, changing.

My tea ritual
Is no more.
I am too tired for it.
I miss it or not.

Mood changes,
I can’t understand my self
I try though.
An endless pool of contradictions.

Some people like me
Nonetheless,
And in a selfish way,
I feed on their love.

Mood changes,
I want to cry when happy.
I do so.
I don’t know when I got so broken.

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    • edwardonbebop / May 29 2017 7:26 am

      I will check this out.
      Thank you for sharing !

    • edwardonbebop / May 29 2017 7:21 pm

      I started with this reading (the shortest one ! Ha ha ha !).
      I didn’t know most of these poets.

    • edwardonbebop / Jun 3 2017 9:40 pm

      I read all the articles you suggest about poetry therapy.
      First I had no idea this was a serious thing.
      Then, it is interesting how this may actually be one of the reasons I have come to learn to appreciate poetry (reading and writing): explore new feelings, new responses to “imagery” and words.

      Thank you for sharing !

  1. leeniedevinity / Jun 3 2017 9:56 pm

    I’m always happy to share with a friend, Adrien … and you are that. I’m glad you found the links interesting, and possibly even insightful.

    • edwardonbebop / Jun 4 2017 7:31 pm

      They are insightful. I am just wondering why this kind of therapy is so unpopular in France.
      Thank you for your inputs once more.

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