Poem Body
KEY TO HEAVEN
There are many heavens,
you hold the key to one of mine,
do not lose it on your journey
through the brine.
you are my stone,
I kick you ahead to plumb the way,
the way to places we don't know of
far ahead,
the way on which we burnish
our sharp edges,
straighten bends,
enrich our lives before it ends.
Ann 5th March 2012.
Comments
A simple act,
A simple act, and all of a sudden it's also a beautiful journey, made so by your words. Simple beauty. Love Roscoe..
stones
I like the imagery, Ann. But like our lives its too short and bitter-sweet.
Excellent write
Ian
I can relate to this as a woman
you are my stone,
I kick you ahead to plumb the way,
the way to places we don't know of
far ahead,
I love these lines as they represent how much men mean to us-the women- and how important is their presence in our life
Great write!
Thank you Roscoe,Tam and Rula
You caught the sense of this well,
exactly, the act of kicking the stone,
has many sides to it, but I love to do it!
None of us is all syrup!!
Ann
Hi Anne
I guess we Do shape ourselves by bumping off others during our journey. Well put..............stan
men aren't stones
mostly they are solid bones
and
women need to keep them under check
when all alone
hi
you mispelled solid boners lmao..............stan
if u say Stan
correct I may
but let it stay
that way ...hahahahaaaa
all know
none here after 30 years
are virgins