Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Just Perhaps
Maybe you’re right
Maybe I am scared
Maybe I’m afraid to be happy
Maybe I hide behind these lines
Maybe I can’t see any other way
Maybe I should learn to be brave
Maybe I should get on that plane
Maybe I should meet you for lunch
Maybe
Just maybe
Maybe I can see possibilities on the horizon
Maybe my head is reeling
Maybe I think about you far too often
Maybe I want you
Maybe I’m happy you found me
Maybe I still can’t see any other way
Maybe I’m scared
tara caribou | ©️2018
11 Comments on “Just Perhaps”
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Maybe that was a brilliant poem 😉
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Aww thanks
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I really like this. Those pesky maybes.
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Yeah, thanks – maybes and what-ifs
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Tis alright to be scared. This was beautiful.
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Thank you so much
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You’re certainly welcome Tara!
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Maybe he’ll see the real me
Maybe he’ll walk away
Maybe he’ll run
Maybe ….
Yes… perhaps I *should* think about it a little more. There might be more maybes I haven’t thought of.
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This one hits me to the core. You described that feeling of getting caught up on the what if’s and maybes perfectly. I loved this!
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All of a sudden I feel the need to hear Janis Joplin’s “Maybe.” 😉
Mona
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Amazing. Maybe you’ll lend me some maybes too 🙂
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