Life Experiences in Tercets

Fingers of light
Unfurling another day
Fill me with joy

Laying a finger
On my wrist
I count life’s beats

Impulses and pulsations
Doing undoing life
Wax wane tidily

I blame no moon
On my moodiness
My pulse count was faulty

Impulses led to headlong tipples
Heart being main co-conspirator
Head jeered derisively

Spoken avowed words
Placations, proved hollow
One act plays these

Now, I fully live
In now moments, ostrich
Head from sand, uplifted
~

Comments

Tell us your thoughts