Twenty-seven poems, all tumbled from one line in the midst of a poem by a poet who writes with truth. His line became the first line of my first poem in this tumble, and the last line of each becomes the first line of the next, connection or not, at Muse’s whim.
Curious who started my tumble through words? His poem (and name!) and my twenty-seven poems, in order written, are found under the Poetry Tumble tab at the top of the page, or simply click here.
27. Love Approaches
an unlocked heart
beckons love to its inner sanctumbut mind
could
still interfere
for reason voices its opinions,
formed long ago
now fed by worryand others
and so, it is time to stand
tiptoes at precipiceSwan dive out of danger
with grace,
if you mustcartwheel headlong into love
with joy
if you daremind will adjust in time.
MeeAugraphie
05/30/08
