Tagged: permission

we fit in when we

with great joy comes great

with great joy comes great
fear – permission to aim high,
risk being shot down

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: aim

on days when i have to

on days when i have to
keep my chin up, i do
it, like one of those
chinstrap penguins,
climbing out of the
antarctic, ready to find
anything that resembles
a foothold on those steep
slopes. you are never
ready to hear this, i know
it, by the way you smile
so innocently, try out
jokes to conduct the most
favorable light. i make
the decision for you,
yes, sorry, just like that,
you are not allowed
to comfort me, i keep
my chin up, helmet on, look
for the next solid step

our years are

our years are
stacked, one
on top of
the other –
it takes
play to
permit them
to tumble

there is no rule

there is no rule
to blocking nor
each other’s
earnest advances –
love is mostly
stupid, a catalytic
tumble, an
imperfect spell