What is this curiosity
Which clearly wasn't meant for me?
Which clearly wasn't meant to be
And makes it hard to clearly see
This thing I know will never play
This thing I know will never sway
It beats me back
Keeps me at bay
It slips away
It slips away
A very pleasant rhythmic feel
A very pleasant rhythmic feel and rhyme pattern. And like the rising and ebbing of the tide caressing the shore as elusive as when little tikes play cat and mouse on the strand. Thanks for sharing. /Rik.
returning to online poetry, a nomadic journey