... not to be outdone by your American Thanksgiving, and inspired also by Jude's Eternal Band post today, I have decided to instigate my own spirit of Thanksgiving by saying "Merci, Mwah!" to dear Katy: she holds a special place in my heart as being the very first person to review my work here at the Den, on this, my first poem! In fact, hers was my first review EVER, and I just want to let her know that I shall never forget it: THANK YOU, KATY!!... and I bet you never even knew that, did you?! LOL Kate xx :)))

THE SIGNPOST AND THE BATHTUB


Life's crossroads:

And a signpost's always there,
instead of a bathtub -
which is really what you need.

Turn, turn, turn...

And how to proceed?
Route 66 or London Town;
Northern Lights or Bondi Beach?

Options, on the whole,
need not be signposted;

Decisions, on the other hand,
are usually best arrived at
during a good, hot
soak in the tub:

To sow or to reap;
To wake or to sleep;
To break or to mould;
To have or to hold?

'Twas taps, not bells
that Dick heard, saying:
"Turn again, Whittington!" -
whenceforth, his fate was sealed!


If there was a bathtub
at each of life's crossroads,
it would never be empty


:))))) xoxox