This poem started as a tongue in cheek comment to a post Turning by Ritu Bhathal(butismileanyway) yesterday. She was kind enough to respond back with two smiling emojis (two of them, not one, just think of it), so I thought why not post the comment as a poem in my blog. I decided to sleep on it and before I knew Thursday turned to Friday. Before we go to the weekend, here it is.
A mountain far away,
Distant fire on a
Cold winter’s night,
Pursue at your own peril,
They recede as you approach,
So heed the wise,
Why leave the comfort
Of a warm bed?
Nike is not going to pay you
To just do it😊
photo by Tyler Nix via Unsplash
This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales, Week 136
For a moment nothing else mattered, alone, the world stood still,
Gentle breeze caressed her face, soothing, setting sun lighted up the hill,
Come what may she will face the world, becalmed, she swore to climb uphill.
This post is in response to Linda’s #1OneLinerWednesday.
Where is the one liner when I need it?
Or was it the eye liner? Did I hear it right. Or was I too absorbed to figure out a suitable One Liner Wednesday quote? Scratching my head. Better hurry out the door fast before the roof blows.