Well isn’t just a day,
when it’s time to say,
I’ve worked from the dark,
until the sun went back into park…
Category Archive: Quatrain
There’s no reason,
to tap out,
so very early,
when you want to be all about…
Rise and soar,
on the wings,
and on the strings,
never to bore…
If you stop and think too much about it,
every target is moving just a bit,
as we all spin around…
There’s no sense,
in looking up at the staircase,
and worrying about all the flights up,
that you have to chase…
That’s just the way of it though,
rising up and going down,
never really knowing…
Right at the very end,
of a to do list,
so near to the end,
when you can crumple it in your fist…
If something is a dream, let it float by, and dazzle you, without ever asking why, and, if […]
It’s just a little one,
how bad can it be?..
Were that we could all see,
the color of the sound,
that we make every day,
and send all around…
