You were both my best friend
At different points in time.
Me skirting along the hem
Not knowing how to find.
Each of you occupied your own space.
Shutting me out, leaving me alone.
Blinded to my precipice
When in the darkness a light was shown.
Like a furled craft a vision set sail.
Realizing at long last I did not need you or he.
Understanding out of hope time to prevail.
Charting a course, I alone set me free.
So now I know nothing in life is more for sure,
Than to rid myself of all that I inure.
I love sailing, Sober!! Mor fell out of bed, on his head, and couldnt get up in the morning, so he swabbed the deck, slipped on his neck
and now he's in the crows nest raving :)
This too will pass
Love Ch'erie
Let your time away inspire you into which direction to sail first.
Nico
Like a furled craft a vision set sail.
Realizing at long last I did not need you or he.
..indeed..the minute we realize that truth.we are FREE!!
Thankyou..perfect write..hmmm..can't see myself writing a sonnet..hate rules..sonnet has too many!!
Brilliant write!!!
Vesna
Ty, Dani
Good for you, Sara! May your course take you to wondrous new places.
Love Tinka
Your certainly learning girl, down them on the last punch.
If one were to read between the lines, there is sad days ahead for the blue tablet brigade unless they are already inured.
Big Smile.
Mor,
Ps Do not forget to ask the Captain to put the stabilisers out, just in case all the other passengers fall out of the Bunking beds (Freudian slip)
enjoyed
William