advance, take flight
court the wares of the wary…
do you visit me of your own accord,
or is it “curious night” ?
hypoxia crosses the finish line
to no avail
there is no ticker tape parade,
no “pronouncement”
no consequence…
sadness thrives in no consequence,
as does fear,
but it is eventual, never at once.
there can be no dice rolled for consequence,
and it will take its time if need be.
patience none the virtue here,
down boy…good dog.
presenting Miss Understanding…
isn’t she pretty now…
catch and grasp, never the lesser,
for never comes sooner than later.
it is “never” later.
tired are the thoughts we fight for,
syllable after consonant, some with consequence,
some without.
and once again,
sadness thrives in no consequence,
as does fear…
Another absolutely wonderful poem. Thank you so much for posting it. I especially like the line “tired are the thoughts we fight for”. Tired, no doubt, because we have to keep fighting for them. Hope this is in vol. II. As much as I love vol. I, I know I will love vol. II even more, given how wonderful the poems are that you’ve posted recently.
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Love the lines, “never comes sooner than later. it is “never” later.” Only a true poet can paint with words like that. Cincy
Inspiring and insightful, your words are truly brilliant! Thank you for sharing!