RAMBLING ROSE
Who blew the blue away?
Breeze in the trees?
Talking about the sky, of course.
Who wins the prize for beauty?
Man-made art or nature?
Silly question since
man is part of nature.
One day I’ll want to say,
“I told you so,”
but I won’t because
I never did tell you so.
Why not?
Convictions are prisons,
and I never
found the key
to set you free.
And Nietzsche
slipped
from sanity.
October 1, 2012
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