Friday, March 12, 2010

I'm no poet (Déjà Vu)

If contentment seems a worthy goal
You really should pursue it
To me it feels so passive
The wind just blows right through it

No sheep am I
Content to find contentment as an end
That’s what they want, it’s harder
To tell enemy from friend.

We all are one, I’ll hold that true
If it eases conversation
But one of what? Why should you know?
Or assume some good intention?

If all is order, all is chaos
We can only muddle through
Choice by choice I pick my way
Perpetual déjà vu


  1. I love this! If you are no poet, then wow! this is great, absolutely great. (clearly I am not a writer, because I am having trouble saying how much I like this - apologize for that) Thanks for sharing!

  2. Thanks, Caroline. It's slightly tongue in cheek - I have a hard time taking my own verse writing seriously. Somehow I lost patience with poetry a long time ago, and now I feel clumsy with it. Prose is my regular sandbox, but sometimes I like to play with verse and song.


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