by Robert Lloyd Jaffe
When she asked me
how I know
it's the right way
I thought how truly
easy it is to
turn the wrong way.
The white blazes
mixing with the white moss
make each turn
a coin toss.
And so, she climbed
up on my shoulders
both of us not knowing
right or wrong
walking among the boulders.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an observer and listener of the music of life. Where I find cadence, I find my interest and passion directed. It can be sound, light, smell, or purely an experience of thought. The sky, the sea, the mountains, and the machines that allow me to explore those places draw my attention, and give me serenity.
Last updated May 09, 2016