A car slams into my bike
Splintering bone
Shattering glass
I snap clavicles of jokes;
You know, the rib cracking kind
'Oh, I'm so glad you ran into me'
It dulls the pain
The out of body trauma
On a corner
Some crossroad I'm hurtling past
Way too fast.
Before sunlight can shine through a window, the blinds must be raised - American Proverb
Hi, Delta
Itīs been ages!
Hope you are fine
and that the story
of your poem
is invented.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Howdy Delta40 ! Wonderful to see you posting !
Echoing Danik 2016's concern.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
so deep and honestOriginally Posted by Delta40
fragile is not the word!
fast healing is a must.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
love this poem, as always, hope all is well enough Delta
Like Danik, I feel so glad and cheerful to see you back.
Try to live in harmony with people and nature
Feel the same way. Missed seeing your name and latest entries
Pithy, crisp and brittle. Good one Delta...
Live and be well - H
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