there is a message
in the sky
the great white tail
pointing
written
against the blue
we must follow
every one of us
must follow
who knows
where
the greener pastures lie
who knows where
the great one
of the sky
wants us to be right now
yes
we must follow
as though the white
is leading us
a shining path
© Frank Prem, 2017
August 2017 Poem #27: to achieve the silence (of a violin)
Oh my… I love your poetry! Just explored you through the Daily Post. You got yourself a new subscriber!
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Hello Pina. Well thank you so much, and welcome. I hope you continue to enjoy the poetry.
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Great one, Frank. Photos again, too!
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They just presented as needing to have a poem of their own, Mick. My wife says the volume of poems coming out of the walk means I have to do more walks. . A lot of fun, actually.
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And she’s right, I’m sure. I certainly find walking gets the creative juices flowing.
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Yep. We’ll be out and about, no risk there.
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🙂
Good for cows… but too many people have a herd mentality and end up blindly following others to pastures that really are not greener.
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A lot of us are natural born Moo-ers, Tom.
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