You said twenty miles as the crow flies.
On a hot still day, with a tail wind
or through an electrical storm?
Your six minute cardiac arrest,
like a lifetime. Until it wasn’t.
Birthday note penned in blue,
seventy is the new fifty.
Like a wilted brown-edged rose
is a pink rose bud? Hardly.
Sun rays pierce gathering clouds
as blackness sits beside my pane.
Quoth the raven, nevermore.
Or evermore? Never sure.
And there is a world of difference,
but how do I measure that?


Motivated by a Fall Poetry Apprenticeship Week 7 assignment: consider a misunderstood or misquoted line of a poem, or something you misunderstood or misheard. 


6 thoughts on “Parameters

    • lillian November 21, 2015 / 8:01 am

      I’m always so pleased to get such kind words from an artist! Have a grand weekend and perhaps you’ll visit Lilliputian land?

      Liked by 1 person

      • Killing Jar Studio November 21, 2015 / 8:03 am

        (Great big smile!)
        Thank you Lillian you enjoy your weekend as well.
        Care to join me in Lilliput?

        Liked by 1 person

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