Showing posts with label conversation with self. Show all posts
Showing posts with label conversation with self. Show all posts

Saturday, May 2, 2015

The sound of light


What do you want from me?
                                                                                               I want to ask-
                                                                                               but don't want to hear
                                                                                               a reply
This is my friend bearing gifts-
                                                                                               she won't stop offering,
I cannot accept-                                                                      is she senile?
Is it the same thing over and over again?
                                                                                                That would be nagging.
No, I don't know where you're from
and cannot tell by your accent                                                If I could guess,
                                                                                                I'd say Light-
I'd be a slight right.

In the dark you're so loud!
                                                                                                There's more room to stretch,
                                                                                                 and stand out.

Will it ever stop?                                                                     Brightly, 
                                                                                                                I hope not.






Image By Love Krittaya (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Tres (trace)

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