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Cotton Candy On a Windy Day

You explain your thoughts away. Like cotton candy on a windy day As your adventures never seem to end. Talk of riding roller coasters straight to heaven and back again. You say you're an angel incarnate disguise. Though you never say how you know this. You're always wanting to sit by the sea. You say, it's to wait for your lover, And You're most definitely sure it's not me. You take me on rides I've never been before. I know I could get off your merry-go-round. Not really sure how to do that, though. As you show me the many possibilities of me. Though I watch you slit your wrist. As you let the blood run free. And I do nothing to stop you. Only because you want to be set free. Fri. 11 pm 7/ 19/ 2013

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Joseph May

Date: 1/29/2014 7:28:00 PM

I guess he did ride to heaven...very sad ending...

Karl Marszalowicz

Date: 8/15/2013 7:20:00 PM

first she gets high on the roller coaster then goes south as a lover. cotton your candy truly is the tumble weed of the fair. you don't know where its been and don't know where it's going.

Debbie Duncan
Date: 8/15/2013 9:04:00 PM

Thank you for reading Karl ;}

Sukmawati Komala

Date: 8/13/2013 10:33:00 PM

hi deary sweety Debbie.. so very nice to ready your beautiful poem... :)

Debbie Duncan
Date: 8/15/2013 9:04:00 PM

Hi Sukmawa ;}

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 8/6/2013 10:15:00 PM

Wow-- amazing work here. I cannot even began to comprehend it fully. But your words hit familiar spots in my heart. Beautiful work. Always, Laura

Debbie Duncan
Date: 8/7/2013 12:20:00 AM

Thank you so much Laura ;}

Don Johnson

Date: 8/6/2013 5:04:00 PM

Yep i worked as a wardsman at a hospital..saw an Aboriginal lady on the footpath, blood dripping from her slashed wrists, as i went home after 11pm finish of my shift... So i took her to another hospital and the nurses accused me of not looking after my girlfriend properly??? qualudes again ...

Debbie Duncan
Date: 8/6/2013 5:44:00 PM

does that mean you liked my write ;}

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 8/3/2013 11:50:00 AM

Very surprising....I thought it was to be about clouds. Excellent and suspenseful finish. SuZ

Debbie Duncan
Date: 8/3/2013 3:20:00 PM

Thank you SuZ ;}

Sara Kendrick

Date: 7/29/2013 7:50:00 AM

Didn't call 911 or apply pressure?..Great expressive and emotive work..Thanks for the visit to my work..Yes, the more I know about what is in food the less I want to eat boxed and ready made..Jello is made from something that comes out of animal bones maybe when it is cooked..I know when I boil a chicken there is part that will congeal and well as when I bake a ham,etc..That is what is used but I am sure it comes from the cheapest source that the manufacturer can get..I just had cereal well.Sara

Debbie Duncan
Date: 7/30/2013 8:03:00 PM

Thank you for coming by Sara ;}

Duke Beaufort

Date: 7/28/2013 6:19:00 PM

Not sure what to make of this. Sometimes, the signs are not so obvious. The dark side of things is always interesting.

Debbie Duncan
Date: 7/29/2013 3:46:00 PM

Thanks for reading Duke ;}

Cherie Thomas

Date: 7/26/2013 7:38:00 PM

Hi Debbie....What a shocker didnt expect the ending,,, love how you convey your thoughts great poem,,,, really enjoyed reading thankyou!!! Cherie....

Debbie Duncan
Date: 7/26/2013 10:02:00 PM

Thank you Cherie ;}