The autumn gray,
As life turns
Round and strange —
A shiver,
Not from cold or fear,
But change
Tag: Daily Prompt
Her Secret
Her secret, she says
Is, each day, to do one thing
She doesn’t want to
Then, to count up over time
All of those things she now likes
To share is human:
Racing, Racing –
Prompt: Tell us about something you know you should do . . . but don’t.
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I know that I should stop and think, but can’t –
My mind is racing, racing all the time.
It’s not that opportunities are scant,
But that I act as though to stop’s some sort of crime
My mind is racing, racing all the time;
In constant storytelling, and in rhyme.
About all that I know, the kitchen sink:
But all the while I know I need to stop and think
To share is human:
Summa Potestas
Intellects, they come in all
Sorts of shapes and sizes;
But rarely will the smartest one
Also be the wisest
For smartness has such vanity
That evil’s often wrought;
So taken with what it can do
Missing what it cannot
If my brainpower grew tenfold
It might cause some alarm;
For brains are tools, and can be used
For good things, or for harm
Examine human history
Its many evils, sad —
See every step in human knowledge:
Just more power
For bad
(..)
To share is human:
Zinged
There was a love who left her, long ago –
She thinks about him still, and every day;
And although we’ve been married all these years,
I can’t make up for what she lost with him
For nobody gets over their first love:
Though she was very young, that love was all –
And there’s been something missing in her life
The long years since her daddy went away
For arrows through the heart aren’t all romantic;
And what love’s s’posed to be, it often isn’t
To share is human:
His Brilliant Plan
She’d eat her sandwich on the lawn,
And check her friends on Instagram;
He saw her there most everyday,
And so his mind conceived a plan –
His friend would throw a frisbee, so
It would land near her feet,
And when he came to fetch it, then
The two of them would meet.
He saw her laughing, looking down,
When he, as planned, came running;
“I wondered when you’d get the nerve
To come by and say something”
He grinned that she had noticed him,
So he told her his name;
Now everyday, you’ll find her
Eating lunch there, just the same
Except that there are two of them
With sandwiches out there,
Sometimes, they eat off frisbees,
Which is weird, but they don’t care
For love is beautiful in time
And hallowed in intent:
And time that’s spent in loving
Cannot ever be
Misspent
To share is human:
