.
The last straw is laughing
as the thread snaps
and you fall in again.
Climb out. Reweave
more twigs.
.
Persistant as bird wings
forever as sky, swing high
and tease clouds. Let
the feathers fall. No
trail is ever lost.
.
Ends and means warm.
High meets low in the middle.
Come, the invitation is unopened
and autographed with signatures
of courage and encouragement.
.
Unrelent. Sweat, strain,
then sweat again. There
is no goal, only the trek.
Let drops of water course
the neck. Keep up. Rest
is for death.
.
Passion is more than fruit,
more than shade and sleep.
Leave the weary to dust.
Push the stalled car aside,
pound a path to the end
of the pavement, then
buy a map.
.
Lady A
10-10-13
344p
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Love it
Love it
thanks
The writer is the last to know what impact a poem will have. Glad you loved it - very glad ~A~
Interesting poem, love your
Interesting poem, love your wording.
Long days and pleasant nights
Diamond
Diamond Mine
I live for words (and gardening). smile and the world will smile back ~Stella~
I couldn't agree more lady a
I couldn't agree more lady a well said love your snippets! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
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Thanks for the read SS, Huggssss 4 U 2 ~A~