Sunday, February 10, 2019

Fly to the Moon/the sunday whirl -- poets united poets pantry

Fly to the Moon

Take a chance
Don’t be shy
Ride a shooting star
Fly to the moon

Don’t let a misstep mar your day
Be sly
Hide (if you have to)
Let it all pass on by

Stand apart from the fray
Barter for a better day
Give your wishes credence
Chart your course

Get out your crayons
Make some marks
The rhythm of your life
Is the cadence of your own heart

February 10, 2019

Wordle 390:   

Chance, fly, shoot, star, shy, mar, sly, apart, barter, credence, chart, cadence    


Sherry Blue Sky said...

"The rhythm of your life is the cadence of your own heart." Beautiful, wise and true. I love this poem, my friend. Have a wonderful Sunday.

brudberg said...

Now I want to have some crayons... colors can be so powerful

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Sometimes the heart is out of cadence. Then what? (Devil's advocate here!)

Helen said...

My son, just this morning, reminded me that for all my life I have embraced change, taken risks. Never to forget that feeling.

annell4 said...

Dear Helen, I think we have no choice. Change is inevitable. Thanks for your comment.

Whitesnake said...

Get out your crayons? I think we all should do it every now and then.

Vivian Zems said...

I feel liberated , reading your poem :)

Mary said...

I really like the idea that the rhythm of life is the cadence of your own heart. What better rhythm could one have really! And there is no better way to chart one's course than with crayons!!

Old Egg said...

Best fly to the Moon now (or whatever is your desire), as once you are dead you will be it were!

rallentanda said...

Collagists like the scissors says Rall scissorhands:)

Sara McNulty said...

An enchanting poem, with a wonderful end two lines.

Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads

  Tricorn Black ,  Raven Wing,   Nevermore Grey ,  Nor'Easter "Tricorn Black," the hat you wear Growing up I ...