strong wheels traversing ahead turn
through spreading arms of trees ever rooted
into the future we wend
~
Clip clop, clip clop
clip clock
clip
clock
CLAP
~
’tis but a saiku honnet
woven with intent to please and appease
haikus sonnets words of degrees
~
But I know you already you said, you see
I know you so well you need not to know me
Then what do we do with this time we have left
Do we spend it alone, despondent, bereft
Or do we into that knowingness, flee?
A question for your penny, a shilling unwise
Too close to a sliver in one of our eyes
As humans let us be and let us be true
Let me be me as I let you be you
At last then winners both, we each hold prize.
~
I know not what you ask of my love
Only that I know how to
Answer.
(c) Dec 8 2011 JAuroraMorealist
Beautiful. We should only ever be ourselves. Last past part is very deep.
Glad you like! Thank you kindly for the read and I am so sorry I am so slow replying or getting to your pages
These are beautiful – I love these posts of yours the best. You have a marvellous, gentle touch with your words!
Coming from you, that’s quite the compliment! Thanks for swinging by
Very, very nice, Janice. Compelled me to sit quietly and reflect for a long while. Loved it!
My pleasure, so pleased you enjoyed! I’ve been missing your kind presence, see you again soon
What a lovely thing to say. I don’t often leave comments, but I’m ever present, enjoying your words : )
And what a lovely thing to know! Thank you for sharing that with me, Mary Ellen
Beautiful J!! Very, very beautiful truly!! Peace, love and blessings, Terri
Terri, so glad to see you! Very nice you enjoyed my writings, love your comments, Love, Light & Laughter be yours