My dog never thinks about it
she doesn't wonder
should I eat that steak?
should I chase that rabbit?
should I bark or howl or whine or whimper?
should I wait at the window with hope?
should I invite that dog to play
with wagging tail and open smile?
I always think about it
worry about it
have second thoughts about it
I wonder
should I eat and drink
should I fast and pray
should I chase my dreams
should I wait with hope
should I invite a stranger
to my adventure
should I speak
should I be silent
I hesitate
and all is lost
(draft draft draft!)
oooh, good, good good!
ReplyDeleteLike Barbara, I like this!
ReplyDeleteThis is good stuff Diane, really good.
ReplyDeleteYou are headed somewhere with this poetry of yours, I send you a mix of wishes which goes from keep at it to surrender into it.
Amen. Amen. Amen.
ReplyDeleteFeeling inspired as of late? I agree with the others, this is very good.
ReplyDeleteYou are so great, and creative, and fun! I want more of this. This is poetry from the living room, from where I live... me and my dog. Who knew you had this in you! What a great Eastertide surprise.
ReplyDeleteYES YES YES!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great poem!
I like this very much, and SO true.
:)
Judi
This is really, really good. :)
ReplyDeletefab! fab! fab! Go Diane!
ReplyDeleteI like this. A lot.
ReplyDeletethank you beth!
ReplyDeletemore, more, more!
ReplyDeletelj, really???
ReplyDeleteDiane, it's a wonderful "draft, draft, draft!" Hone it if you like, but I like it just as it is.
ReplyDeleteLovely, DIane! Thank you for sharing this. I didn't know you were a poet!
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