An attempt at a poem I did once. Try not to laugh too awful hard, neh?
Catch me if you can-
But how can you place the wind
inside a bottle?
How can you hope
to hold hands with a shadow?
Have you ever spoken
to a man who has forgotten words?
That's someone after all
you really should to talk to
Can you run?
Such a question
is academic,
When in all actuality
you should be asked;
Do you know
how to walk?
To look?
To listen?
To breathe?
To live?
Catch me if you can...-2009CE/Year of the Ox, 4707
I really like this. It certainly leaves me in a contemplative place to start this morning morning from.
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ReplyDeleteI loved this poem, it's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you. The very last thing I consider myself is a poet.
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