while resting on this plateau
is the hidden from sight
our active imagination
causing dreams that come at night?
are we always looking over our shoulder?
wondering if it passed us by
was it at that busy intersection?
the corner of was and will be
where we jay-walked with indiscretion
why not slow down and just enjoy
keep what we have without the ploys
learn the nuances,
emit the true feeling
understanding all that love allows
and cancel the subscriptions no longer needed
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License