The poster child of wise
time has had no effect in essence
the self is intact,
though, through hard measures
and some liveliness in pleasures
the stellar heavens
pour out the vibe on to flesh for fantasy
the girl only knows
the child's eyes
grow weary as they become wise
tic tock, tick tock,
time has no quarters here,
life is in the skies
love is in the fields
and wise is in the eyes
of the beholder.
:) love those last 4 lines!
:) love those last 4 lines! really enjoyed the read thanks for the share!
Much Love
Ashley
Thank you miss running with
Thank you miss running with rabbits! Those four are indeed a heavily weighted group of thoughts.
:)
I kind of feel like sitting with myself and examining what I have been beholding these last few months
Much Love
Ashley
A very worthy endeavour! Best
A very worthy endeavour! Best of luck with what it brings!
Wisdom
...wise...truly is in the eye of the beholder - nice turn of phrase - great poetry, great expression and intermingling of ideas ~~A~~ Only 4? Encore!
For you.
For you.
Addendum clarification this poem was written in honour of you dear Lady A.