Poetry

dVerse Quadrille #37: What Leads to Fear – 2/8/17

Running that’s the truth
And tipping, tripping, lie, or tie me down
Too late
Unexpectedly at the sheer drop
Arms windmilling
Against the fearful drop
And back I tip
Running again
Whipping though lovely foliage
In dancing copperplated heels
Down amongst the laughing trees.

 

-zu

Following the prompt at dVerse – Quadrille #37–Be Not Afraid.

Please let me know what you think, constructive criticism is always welcome!

 

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One Poem Every Day, Poetry

No. 174 “Questions” – 27/5/16

I want all the answers, I want to hold them in my hands,

And fit them firmly to their mysteries that are strewn through all the lands.

No more questions floating alone through the atmosphere,

And the quiet dread that things would always be so unclear.

It’s time to make peace with what questions remain,

Let them float across the sky with out asking them to explain.

For why should a question be answered when it’s happy to be all alone?

And any day now these questions above us may be blown off in a cyclone.

-zu

One Poem Every Day 

Yesterdays poem: No. 150 “Where I’d Rather Be” – 25/4/16  (opens in new tab ☺)