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5.3k · Apr 2014
Sailing
Life constantly pulls me along,
flowing like a never-ending tide.
Struggling is futile, as the current is strong.
I might as well stay for the ride.
1.1k · Mar 2014
The Rabbit Hole
The white rabbit dances in front of me,
unfurling like a strand of fog in the morning light.

It promises a diversion from the pain,
so I take off and give merry chase.

Into the twists and turns of its lair I go,
looking around desperately for means of escape.
© Peter Alexander Gable
3/1/14
983 · Mar 2014
Hope
Beyond every struggle, every battle, every strife.
There is hope for a better tomorrow, a lesson, a new door.

We must forge ahead if we are to survive.
Let us journey onwards, and see what the future has in store.
We create our own future - what will yours be?
834 · Dec 2015
Midnight
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
****. ****. ****.
The clock chimes slowly.
****. ****. ****.
The wind whips by outside - a cold flurry in the darkness.
****. ****. ****.
The fire crackles, spitting light and warmth into the room.
****. ****. ****.
The tree stands guard over paper-wrapped packages, a star adorning its head like a crown.

Twelve chimes bring in the holiday spirit.

Merry Christmas.
Happy holidays, mom and dad!
667 · Apr 2014
WRAM
Words fall like rain,
Rolling easily off my tongue.
A distant pain;
Memories of things I've done.
655 · Feb 2014
Room
Dust, dirt, debris
Negligence, ignorance, apathy

A stray cup, a rogue fork
I'll take care of it later.
I don't feel like it right now.
Wasting time.


Clothes, bags, papers
Insecure, uncertain, doubtful

Unkempt pillow, unmade bed
I'll take care of it tomorrow.
I bet someone's using the machine.
Excuses.


Dank, dark, dingy
Repulsed, afraid, trapped

Closed door, lights off
I'm ashamed.
I'll clean it soon.
Procrastination.
541 · Apr 2014
Lessons
I was once told by an old man
That life is about learning to deal with loss.
For a while I struggled to understand,
Filled with bitterness of the past, becoming cross.

Then one morning I had a moment of clarity,
And I was frustrated with this troublesome quandry no longer.
People say the truth is a rarity;
I find that hard to believe, for I know I have come out stronger.
Life is about learning.
526 · Mar 2014
Savior
Down on my knees,
Crying for help.
You heard my pleas,
And saved me from myself.
512 · Feb 2014
Descent
Beep, beep, beep
The sound of the monitor is strong and steady.
Beep, beep, beep
The sound of life, familiar and unchanging.

Beep, beep, beep
A constant noise, reminding us that we are alive
Beep, beep, beep
It is something we come to depend on, that incessant shrill.

I stand perched on the edge of the rabbit hole,
Gazing into its depths, the dark is so alluring - so peaceful.
Beep
I take a step forward hoping to see through the blackness
Only to find myself walking down a slippery *****.
Beep, beep

Things suddenly slow down, the monitor grows quiet.
Beep...beep...beep...
Vibrant colors begin to fade, turning into a dull monochromatic hue.
Beep.....beep.....beep.....

As I travel down this precarious path
I begin to wonder how I will climb back up.
I shove the thought to the back of my mind
My forward momentum overcoming any second thoughts.

The earth suddenly disappears from beneath my feet!
I find myself in an unexpected free-fall,
Trying to grab on to anything I can find,
I cry for help, only to find my mouth sewn shut.

The darkness that was so attractive before shows its true colors,
Of which there are none - a void bereft of light.
Panic takes me with a cold grasp,
Squeezing the warmth out of my heart.

As I fall, I look up at where I came from,
Only to see a mere pinpoint of white.
The dark is swallowing me whole,
And I become paralyzed by fear.

My descent into the dark has only begun,
And all the while I strain my ears for the sound of life,
Only to find it has nearly disappeared.
The noise that irritated me so before has become my only friend.

Beep.....beep................
497 · Mar 2014
Old man winter
For months you have made everything difficult,
Your icy demeanor chilling me to the bone.
Just when I think you have finally left me alone,
You fall back into my life, throwing everything into chaos.
Ain't it time for spring?
483 · Feb 2014
Frostfall
They drift down with a slow and deliberate ease
alighting on the ground, covering it in white.
Each individual finds another, and together they freeze
becoming one, at peace with their final flight.
Snow.

— The End —