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If I were ever to think

life is for the taking

I would have learnt--

nothing
For the wasteful hours spent on gossiping and rumour-mongering
one's life would be so much more enriched by quiet and purposeful reading
My words are naked enough

my self I can't bare beyond that
Nothing said by others

should be taken too seriously

let me say here candidly:

this applies principally to me
I didn't bring you any present

but would never think of being absent
Don’t bother writing a book
change will only render it obsolete
Once I thought I understood
the true role of poetry…

Time is as swift as sand
We grab and hold the beach
falling through our fingers
these foolish fales beliefs…

Take comfort in your love
and watch your spirit grow
Our poetry is but a diary
of our ever changing roles…
Traveler 🧳 Tim
Cool morning finally
Autumn wind in brisking
When I close my eyes
I hear waves breaking
My imagination overtaking
Walking the coast along the sea
The squawking of the city birds
In my mind turn into the sea gulls
They whistled, they squealed, they barked, they bleated, they gargled
Opening my eyes all I see is fallen leaves
Here I am back in Texas
My back yard, my reality
Autumn morning
Brisking leaves°🍂
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