trip

June 15, 2013 § Leave a comment

trip over
your own feats
fall face first
out of cadence –
while in all of this
you still remain
all of this
is within

you can’t comprehend that
your life is two beats behind
the measure
smile as you play

we will listen for the signal
we will listen
for the heart as you play
we will listen
for the pattern in your smile
play for
we will listen

for who would wish
to still the rustle or fill
the spaces
with clay?

(c) 2013 Fred Whitehead

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