
life deals the deck,
the cards prefixed,
decisions made,
eyes transfixed
Etches PenmenJanuary 6, 2022
There can be no doubt,
that I am not,
what I am not,
I thought I was something else,
but now I see,
I was something else.
a breeze,
that barely causes candle flame to flutter,
nor fireside flame to quiver,
a breeze that has dawdled its way
across a warm salty ocean,
absorbing and wrapping itself in a perfume of life living,
a breeze that enfolds around like a blanket,
touching and sultry but, hardly [...]