Twinkle, Twinkle
On a night so crisp
with the sky so clear
the stars shine bright
and for one moment it is enough
This is the point of the affair when I swear to God I’ll do my best. No success should ever satisfy. No failure should ever cause trouble. One step and then the next. It’s cradle to the grave. It’s all the time found in the space between.
If you will give me the vision, I will carry the water. If you will show me the path, I will crawl until I walk until I run until I get there.
Once upon a time is still waiting happily ever after in the future.
I’ve had two poems published at Leaves of Ink during November:
Deep Infatuation … audio version via SoundCloud
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