It's poetry month...whipping up a poem frenzy..the more I write, the more prolific I become.
You don't fool me Cosmic boy..no use pretending you're a bad lad..there never was such a goody two shoes... it will be all wings, harps and flowing robes for you chasing butterflies (and all the gals) in the garden:)
If it's the metaphorical one - singing all the way - not a bad meeting place! Wonderful mystery here. k.
ReplyDeleteThat is a long separation ~ Yet I know couples who survive longer due to circumstances beyond their control ~
ReplyDeletenice short. perhaps one day we will meet again
ReplyDeletethose that have gone on before us...i find comfort in that thought.
Nope. Wrong place. I'll be on the slippery slide, downwards.
ReplyDeleteYou've been busy.
It's poetry month...whipping up a poem frenzy..the more I write, the more prolific I become.
DeleteYou don't fool me Cosmic boy..no use pretending you're a bad lad..there never was such a goody two shoes...
it will be all wings, harps and flowing robes for you chasing butterflies (and all the gals) in the garden:)
Mmmm...
Deletei hope that will be a wonderful reunion with all that we lost and miss so much..
ReplyDeleteThank you Claudia. I have had to be back here in Oz for 6 months.I am missing my exotic other life:)
DeleteThere is a lot of things to read into these brief lines. A stairway to heaven can be so final .
ReplyDeletePoignant!
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