Bipolar Bondage

Bipolar Bondage

A Poem by Pete
"

A sky without clouds is a meadow without flowers. - Thoreau

"
man stuck between mirror worlds ...

stuck between two worlds
double-minded dithering
choose wisely or else



© 2024 Pete


Author's Note

Pete
"A thrumming of piano-strings beyond the gardens and through the elms. At length the melody steals into my being. I know not when it began to occupy me. By some fortunate coincidence of thought or circumstance I am attuned to the universe, I am fitted to hear, my being moves in a sphere of melody, my fancy and imagination are excited to an inconceivable degree. This is no longer the dull earth on which I stood." - Thoreau

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Added on October 1, 2024
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Pete
Pete

Boston, MA



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I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..

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