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2020Syd2020

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Leanbh

Improbable, if not impossible.
...............Given, the poking/prodding/probing
that you’ve under gone in the last, months.
The pills, the inspections, not to mention
injections to stop,
.............the natural workings.

Inconceivable, my mind so set
against the idea has
over time, evolved. The thought, no longer
abhorrent, “no not for me,” but-
.......................................................a sadness
carried forward. We’d call her Aoife I decide,
one night when counting sheep conjures only
fingers and toes.

Incomprehensible, still
it is a subject unbreeched, at any length. A
ghost conceived, only in my mind leanbh

​....................................................a lament.
 
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Jk_Sl

Senior Member
Leanbh

Improbable, if not impossible.
...............Given, the poking/prodding/probing
that you’ve under gone in the last, months.
The pills, the inspections, not to mention
injections to stop,
.............the natural workings.

Inconceivable, my mind so set
against the idea has
over time, evolved. The thought, no longer
abhorrent, “no not for me,” but-
.......................................................a sadness
carried forward. We’d call her Aoife I decide,
one night when counting sheep conjures only
fingers and toes.

Incomprehensible, still
it is a subject unbreeched, at any length. A
ghost conceived, only in my mind leanbh

​....................................................a lament.

This is great, lovely words.

J.
 

ritudimrinautiyal

Senior Member
Leanbh

Improbable, if not impossible.
...............Given, the poking/prodding/probing
that you’ve under gone in the last, months.
The pills, the inspections, not to mention
injections to stop,
.............the natural workings.

Inconceivable, my mind so set
against the idea has
over time, evolved. The thought, no longer
abhorrent, “no not for me,” but-
.......................................................a sadness
carried forward. We’d call her Aoife I decide,
one night when counting sheep conjures only
fingers and toes.

Incomprehensible, still
it is a subject unbreeched, at any length. A
ghost conceived, only in my mind leanbh

​....................................................a lament.

This is lovely!!! Really we do that. When we don't want them to come into existence, we find ways to stop them from their natural occurrence. Then their absence leading to sadness, we try conceiving in our minds, only feet and toes are entering imagination, for the feeling of ghost, really incomprehensible, why mind is behaving that way, as if it is turn of mind to play with us, scaring us, confusing us more with bizarre imagination.

Really got into that feeling, but brought chills.
Keep writing.
Good luck
Ritu
 

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