Someday soon

the weak will be taught,

the strong fall short,

and life will forget

all we have sought,

the days are fluid,

we speak of marmalade,

sweet in moderated enjoyment.

Find your way,

embrace the shy meeting of eyes,

enstill the half smiles in your lives,

our sight is fluid,

it may be stupid,

they cry on accident,

swimming in salts,

They cry..cannot enjoy

the days catalogue of gifts,

These lives are fluid,

But nothing will disturb them,

No pebble's reverb in my room

like that on the lakes water,

No disruption's wave on glass.

Not in their lives,

If life is not fluid

It shatters.

Like glass,

Just shatters.

-with love

I like this one Fickle, especially these lines:


These lives are fluid,

But nothing will disturb them,

No pebbles reverb in my room

like that on the lake's water


Les

stream of consciousness is the most honest i think.. unedited, raw feeling. always appreciative of feedback les. thanks.

-with love