Poetry

That I May Not

That I may not be thrown into the wind. I journey through the coast of life’s grumpy sea
Lingering like the waves of a thunder’s beat
Yet while growing like a live pea’s succulent bud
I pause in staccatos of eureka
Wondering, in wonders; the cloak of life’s beat!

Many thanks to life’s salient jumpy rhythm
She has taught me how to climb safely through
Steepy groves, slippery mounts and violent seas
I rest my head in blue-rays of rivers
Dwelling safely beyond supernal bliss

Whilst threading alphabeta’s groovy walls
Building a future greater than bricks strength
Let me smile safely, yet in sports of joys
With slient cries on proposed success bridge.

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