Tag Archives: THE WHAT OF LIFE

AND THEN I ASKED HER WHY

Lee_Broom

AND THEN I ASKED HER WHY

 

She spoke of sadness

Depressed, she ‘peared

And then I asked her WHY

 

(I wanted to help

But now I wonder

With ice on purplish eye)

 

WHAT is the lesson

Perhaps ‘tis so…

WHEN someone one tells me WHAT

I may listen carefully, ready to smile

Knowing that soon, in a little while
We’ll  hug and say GOODBYE

Ignoring my curious “WHY”.

WHO NOT WHAT BY ZIPPETY ZOT

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The WHAT of life is found ‘neath the neck.

The WHO resides in the head.

What I want to know by zippety zot

Is Who is this in my bed?

The body’s familiar, it has two legs.

But who’s at the other end?

A woman it seems, she’s not a horse.

So what path down was I led?

This must be a dream, of course that is so.

Another one’s coming and

Off I shall go

I’m going

I’m going

I’m gone.

Posted in Dreams, Humor, Poetry.

Posted in Dreams, Poetry|Tagged Dream, what, who, zippety zot.