Sunday, March 18, 2018
My Truth/The Sunday Whirl World #343 -- Poets United
You ask, “How long did it take?”
My answer, “I have been practicing over 50 years.”
Again, “but, how long did it actually take?”
As if, it has been achieved
I said, “I am practicing still.”
The night was wild
Many coyotes, wolves, and other wild creatures
Pushed through the door
Filled the room
Remained in a heap
Were they called to come out
Were they cajoled
Were they all too close
What does it mean
Many hours alone working quietly
It has been no small feat
Each, one of a kind
No other like it
You open your eyes
I wait suspended like a "high-flyer"
Will you “see” it
Will it resonate for you
Or will you cringe
At my truth
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