MY Lucky Stars, In Communicado, Poetry, Digital Art, Flower Photography, and Spoken Word
My Lucky Stars, Incommunicado
The higher powers, whatever they may be
To open my true blues wide, wider still
To the heart’s masochistic idiocy
To show me my ardent passion for him
Was naught but willful, wishful contemplation
Serving biology on overkill
Be fruitful; avoid self-assassination
A tragically romantic spirit
From the highest height
I took the greatest leap
Jumped without looking
believing I’d soar
Alone …
accomplished not even a wing beat
Realizing there’ll be no late-breaking portent
My lucky stars, incommunicado
Time to wise up and just take his word for it
I 💕 Love this poem just resteemed it to my blog. I really love the ending, very good 😃
I enjoy too... seeing all the lovely pretty flowers you post... 🌹👍
Thanks so much, May:)