Tagged: keys
the first day of spring
the first day of spring
arrives, and winter has yet
to hand over the
keys – we spend the morning searching,
looking in all the wrong places
.
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october takes its
october takes its
final walk-through, checks off its
list twice, ready to
hand over its keys, for better
or worse, surely more colorful
.
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there will always be
there will always be
a small number of locks for
which you lose the keys –
it is that way with you, there
is no inclination to search
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: inclination
there’s a time to hang
there’s a time to hang
onto the keys, and
a time to let go –
it’s not a
guessing game
.
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every so often
every so often
we bump into the edges
of each other’s world
i have framed the evidence
it jingles in my pocket
.
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chance tucks herself
chance tucks herself
into keyholes, requiring
more than just a
glance to unravel,
the universe fashions
a key the way
we are drawn
to the shiniest
of reflections
.
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