Struck...as
My lips remain dumb
I am in awe of myself
Dancing in the rings of the full moon
Working in the fields, harvesting time
Remembering me yet
Not knowing me
In want of me
Je suis
tu es
ils est
elle est
nous sommes
...
No second chances
Mark has butter sandwiches
and you and Mimee
Turn out ok
Goo goo ga joob...
My lips remain dumb
I am in awe of myself
Dancing in the rings of the full moon
Working in the fields, harvesting time
Remembering me yet
Not knowing me
In want of me
Je suis
tu es
ils est
elle est
nous sommes
...
No second chances
Mark has butter sandwiches
and you and Mimee
Turn out ok
Goo goo ga joob...
It has even a musical rythm! =)))) Great to see you writing again. I'm always missing you.
ReplyDeleteTake care my dear! Much love from Brazil!
Hi Kenia,
ReplyDeleteAlways writing, thinking, working...not always posting!
Love to you
Nice imagery and switching between settings, languages and time Janet.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. Nice feel and rhythm
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the self-evaluation journey with multiple changes in rhythm along the way...and the perfect ending "Goo goo ga joob..."
ReplyDeleteNew to your blog....love it and your poetry. Look forward to more. :-)
ReplyDeleteNice and serene poem. a piece of peaceful emotions! loved it.
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