Photo by Brooke Cagle on Unsplash I married my small town There was no shotgun I had a way out & My youngest son was set When faced with a choice of flight & hoping to find you While hoping you would find me I chose love & sacrifice over poetry Truth is though poetry never left Never will leave Moves as I move But I may have sacrificed Any chance with you I was not afraid to risk All my coin on a pitch & toss Then write 10,000 words That makes a gain of loss I just couldn’t tell what was true You seemed to prefer your solitude Aside from that There was a need A weight that fell Upon some I love There was no providence coming Other than what these hands With what I had in my hands In my heart In my mind With my choice This is not to say no one cared It’s just that it’s ruggedly Individualist out here & the trickles Never get anything close to Raising our boats Some wo
nice theron...some fun play in this one...between me and Me...and love how you find other people in them, their laughter etc...ReplyDelete
This is the lyrical Theron I know :) Everything fits so well together, words music photo. I'm so pleased you chose this particular photo for these words. Grateful, Theron.ReplyDelete
i like the way the rhyme is linked in...i love seeing the universe in your eyes..great picture by diane too,,,cheers peteReplyDelete
following that way myself...good to see Big Urban in the dverse house....ReplyDelete
Excellent tight opening lines, and great follow through. The war of idealogies kills all too many who think and feel, but centering in a joint humanity is a powerful medicine. Love Diana's pic as well.ReplyDelete
Thought provoking lines...I like the word play specially these:ReplyDelete
we are the atoms
of the right now
the eves of today
inside every soul
is The Way.
I wage word warsReplyDelete
that charge covers
and put up gates
between me and ME.
Profound and well written. Thank you.
Interesting contrast - apparently between the self arguing with itself and seeing a way to oneness with another/others. Nothing neat and pat here, but pain, and a glimpse of healing.ReplyDelete
...me and Me is truly profound. What a 3rd eye?ReplyDelete
The whole point of an extra eye.
lovely word flow.
i am one with you even you have done with me. ♥it! acceptance & a man who has a good heart.:-)ReplyDelete
good heart,acceptance & believed. very nice ♥ReplyDelete