What I could talk About…

If ever there were seasons
Made from our choices
I would reckon the Spring last forever
With books and breeze and flowers…

And yet if ’twere not enough
Consider being in the glade
With soft music that swiftly
Kisses the ears

To each his own season and Spring
Let us hold on
Till we breathe free air again
Unmasked, running wild on the terrain.

The one thing I could talk about for 30 minutes without any prior preparation is stories, books, poems and writing. This is what connects instantly and animated conversations happen easily.

Responding to the weekly challenge from : https://onewomansquest.org/2021/05/10/vjs-weekly-challenge-what-could-you-talk-about-for-30-minutes-without-preparation/

The Fort we built

I may have said this a hundred times before
That the denial is not mine to give away…

I may have looked away a hundred times before
When the Sunlight pierced sharp into the day…

I may have chosen quiet over words
When your echoes became louder in my mind…

I may have decided to rest awhile
When you wanted to chase the grind…

I may have known the tunnel was nearing the end
When the light at the end became clearer…

I may have known the journey was about to end
When your coursing through the forest aggravated my fear…

I may have spoken a lot or too less
When balance was what you sought…

I may have been too much in the head
And you found this insane and self-wrought…

Whatever it was, serene or ravaging
It took years to build the fort
Whose walls, vulnerable to the West Winds
Took one second…

To fall,

Leaving, amidst the sand –

Remains,

Rummaging for a new land…


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