Image via Magpie Tales i won't be leaving here with you nor will you be staying with me for any longer than you see fit that is just the way of it it is the silent refrain of my being i won't be leaving here with you but i will stay, until my time is done as your ceremonial chosen one no, this won't be my last tour though it is the first time i won't be leaving here with you shh, now, darling. this is what i do i see it in your eyes, our time's drawing to a close. please don't mind the tears they come, they go, it's true... i won't be leaving here with you Rene ~ December 8, 2012
In the current political situation, the idea of great empires rising underneath floorboards (as we are obliviously painting the sky?) scares me a bit. Evocative.
ReplyDeleteMe too, Mary
DeleteGreat write - well done
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jae Rose
DeleteI could read your lines all in one sentence and the message it conveys is just pure ecstasy. thanks and happy Sunday!
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday to you, too JT!
DeleteAnd thank you
It happens when we look the other way... alas
ReplyDeleteThat is the truth!
DeleteSo well articulated and scary Rene as our country looks away...
ReplyDeleteScary indeed, Donna! What next?!
DeleteAh, yes, I've always heard it is not good to have one's head in the clouds!
ReplyDeleteSometimes it's ok, but you have to know when to come down
DeleteChallenging times.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Rene, and so lovely to see you at Poets United.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sherry. It's good to be welcomed back after a break.
ReplyDeleteDifficult times.
ReplyDeleteThey most certainly are.
DeleteEmpires rise when when there is weakness in others, there is one prominent nation must really take care.
ReplyDeleteThat is the truth
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