Remember last Friday’s little ditty:
Slaggy walking around in a light frost
On leaves of fallen tree grace
Leads to stumbling affections
In a world newly minted in heart……?
Well, here’s some more:
Minted in the little heart-shaped piece of light
Quivering as a dewdrop on rose leaf
At rest on the the fingertip happy
After a warmer night of only a few un-answers.
Why followed by maybe taking another look
Into that little heart-corner looking for rest
From that friend’s “shusshing” turn away
To glimpse a morsel of underdone advise best heeded.
When redirected to another heart-crevasse
By the sudden memory of a time
When success was surprised in the middle
Of just the sparest of words dripping from the heart-leaf.
Okay, here’s hoping any reader of this post will feel MORE than free to offer comments!
(See, here’s how older-and-wiser sometimes works: you actually invited constructive criticism!)
granbee 