Soon

December 1, 2014 at 8:38 pm (Poems) (, )

Like the wiles of a fox
or the workings of clocks
Like a hidden agenda
or secret contender
I will sit, whir and tick

Like a kiss for a frog
or a driver and cog
there’s a place and a time
and I’ll know when it’s mine
I will wait, cogitate
Let me be, then you’ll see.

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2 Comments

  1. nobodysreadingme said,

    December 1, 2014 at 10:00 pm

    You never fail to entertain and move me, Julia

    Reply

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