Are we too charged to the future/with hands that toil/I want to weave life's intricacies/will you measure your worth in stamped signs of solace/in the stillness ponder our path and our purpose/can we shape

A smile from one sharer to another :)

Nice, the form and choice of colour inparticular conveys a sense of autumn.

Our pathway is heading closer to dystopic, than utopic, because we are myopic. Brilliant piece, I thought you covered all the major angles whilst adopting a humorous tone throughout

just beautiful

All my friends here over the over side of the Pond - where we didn't even get to vote - are all besides themselves that Trump won and can't understand it at all so woefully uneducated are they about the

How very lucky to have such a loving papa

your line, while a rice grows in its whiteness, stands out to me, emphasising the slowing down of time to enjoy that coffee.

Thanks for stopping by

I like it, a nice spooky vibe

So timely

I liked the sentiment. You led me right up to breaking through the conditioning with you. I feel your freedom brother.

Hello my old friend. It should be called Guinea Pig's ville! Yes it just goes to see the state of American democracy they will vote anyone in.

I really enjoyed the poem. Altho some of the English wasn't correct it didn't bother me much if anything I felt closer to the bird that way.

Ah I remember being that romantic, once. Lovely rhyme scheme.

Great blog

Thank you so much for sharing here - can't understand why you don't get more views.

Thanks for coming back to me :). Ah impressionist poetry - I find it hard to write that way I must confess. For me having something to say is my raison d'etre. Beautiful imagery throughout. I have also

Thanks for sharing your direct poem. Loved the first two lines especially.

I liked the cadence of the poem and there is some beautiful imagery however overall I found it confusing. I did read it twice but I found the contradictory images - well confusing, sorry about that. It's