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
Sunday, 22 April 2012
Practitioners law
Out of everything evolves another thing
Out of each situation
Revolves another relationship
From where to eternity
Walks every one man
In to every love nest walks out a situation
In to every wrangle wrestles fear and hope
From where to affirmation
Will is upon every one man
Up to every level place is another pace
Up to every reality is a separate blight
From where in modernity
Expectation is expected of all men
Down, in the deepest creeps another heartache
Down, for ever to forage in desperation
From where to creation
Craves one man, and one woman alike
a poem from the collection Painted Toenails in Nortons Grate - Love with Varnish Appplied available by clicking here