The lazy pulse of the day
Ebbs and flows
Like a river with nowhere to go
In the respite from our obstacle course
I want nothing more
Than to sit with you
And make merry with you
To take in the passage of time
a dancer, heavy and light
resplendent in repetition
To watch and breathe deeply
Before jumping back once more
Into the fray
Where the hungry play
8/2/14
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Typed Word Series
PoetryWords connect all of us. Through laughter, memories, or ridiculous melancholy, we are what we say and what we write. TWS differs from WWS in form only. These are poems longer than 7 lines, allowing a little more freedom in exploring themes and more...
