More Poems that didn’t carry over into my archives.
FISHING FOR THOUGHTS
IN GENTLE CONTEMPLATION
HE CASTS HIS LINE AHEAD
TO REST UPON THE WATER
WHERE HE HAS THROWN HIS BREAD
THE FISH IN NO GREAT HURRY
JUST KNOCK AGAINST THE FLOAT
WHILE IN THE LAZY CURRENT
HE DRIFTS WITHIN HIS BOAT
CLOUDS IN SILENT MOVEMENT
CAST SHADE UPON THE SCENE
AS IN A WORLD OF WONDER
HE ROAMS INTO HIS DREAMS
WITH EYELIDS THAT ARE HEAVY
AND FLICKER IN THE LIGHT
HE WANDERS OFF TO NEVERLAND
WHERE ALL THE FISH WILL BITE
FOR IT’S NOT IN THE CATCHING
OR WHAT HE’LL HAVE FOR TEA
BUT ALL ABOUT THIS MOMENT
WHEN HE IS TOTALLY FREE
30.07.2019. PTT
Quiet times
The quiet times
Between each thought
Where broken dreams
All get caught
Things we’d hoped
Would come to pass
Now we see
Are gone alas
So what is left
If not our dreams
Just empty time and space
30.07.2019. PTT
Thought To Ponder – “The injuries we do and the injuries we suffer are seldom weighed in the same scale” – Aesop
Music on You Tube – Starry Eyes – Bonnie Guitar – a beautiful song
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