SH (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

A Pleasant Inconsequence

- does anyone hear
that something, so near
an ear, an eye
an eagle, a fly
a friend or a foe
where does it all go
I speak alone
words to a gamboling poem
left to right
not a care in sight
even the wind
in a rain decides to take a swim
souls soar to the clouds
where bodies are not allowed
those who hear
without fear
and who see
beyond the trees
and who shall fly
before a time to die
know life's more serious plot
is not to be got
they just enjoy their short time
and make up pleasant little rhymes -

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Comments (3)

Ha-ha-ha, cute rhyming there. Try mine - Sea-Shell Shope - Adeline
A poem of ones view of life. Excellent in it's content. Thank you.
And that would be you, sir! (smile) (and me!)