Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Tuesday, 20 March 2012
Recurrence
Please do this one thing for me
thank you… could you do it again
could you do it again ad infinitum
Push me a little closer to the edge
a little nearer to the rivers flow
It’s ok, I have my boat and paddle
I am used to working against the tide
Please do this one thing for me
it helps me greatly… together we may
do it again, do it again ad infinitum
Push me, I need gentle tough persuasion
to uncork the champagne, or race against time
It’s ok, I have my ways and customs
I am used to misunderstanding my dreams
a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here