Posted by Ben Naga
Poems, like children
We launch out into the world
With our fingers crossed
Posted on November 16, 2014, in Senryu and tagged Fear, Hope, Poetry, Senryu, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.
And toes and arms and legs.. 🙂 And then we realise that their journey was always to be an adventure, Just as we set out upon our own as we left the nest and flew away..
🙂 Have a wonderful Day
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There is a balance to be struck between supporting and letting go. And always a certain anxiety. If we had kept our legs crossed all the way though then we should not not be in this situation, should we? 😛
And have a wonderful day, yourself. 🙂
😀 ha haha.
I know I do. Funny how the ones I’m not fond of are others favorites. 🙂
Are we talking poems here, or children?
Poems children humm no comment.
“Un poème est un mystère dont le lecteur doit chercher la clé…” – “A poem is a mystery and the reader must seek its key…”(Stéphane Mallarmé)
Sometimes there are more than one key.
Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays.
Thank you kindly. 🙂
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