fog lifts from within
I see with clarity
of my future ahead.
with no plans
it suddenly materialised
out of nothing.
you made it happen
you will make it happen-
the likes of which I never envisaged.
I give in to you
and you give in to me
inevitability is just accepted.
"that yes, you simply picked up from me;
sunny days, I stole from you"
wonderful :
ReplyDeleteinevitability is just accepted
Love how the poem seems to swirl toward that last image of stolen sunny days! Very beautiful!
ReplyDeleteA delightful theft!
ReplyDeleteOh, yes! That ending says it all!
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed your poem.
ReplyDeleteLovely read!
ReplyDeleteClarity from the fog within, and no plans. Where does that special person take you? Do the plans come together or invoke more uncertainty?
ReplyDeletea beautiful post! loved it!
ReplyDeleteSome things are just meant to be.
ReplyDeleteSorry about the anon. comment - it was me (Stan Ski) - I'm logged into blogspot... dunno why that happened...
ReplyDeleteStan Ski - Elephant Small
This sunny days made me smile :)
ReplyDelete:) and i smiled!
ReplyDeleteYESSSSSSSS!
I like the circle shown here! Wonderfully sunny!
ReplyDeleteTami, lovely lovely lovely.
ReplyDeleteMelanie