the words opened in greeting
to the padfooting traveler,
weary-heeled, solace seeking--
the words opened in greeting.
why is peace so fleeting,
cleaved to heart's unraveler?
the words opened in greeting
for the padfooted traveler.
9.27.2011
welcome wagon
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Oh I love this...nicely done!
ReplyDeleteWhat a hopeful piece for the lonely wayfarer!
ReplyDeleteA comforting triolet, if ever I saw one. Thanks.♥
ReplyDeleteI too love the hope in your poem. It is about the journey, but when we are weary, nice guiding light: hope~
ReplyDeletei just have to say, i love knowing how people read my words.
ReplyDeletewowee.
mischief managed.
ReplyDeleteJust wonderful!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully worked.
ReplyDeletethanks :)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, this is WONDERFUL. I so love it, words and form. Perfection!
ReplyDeleteaw. i don't know about THAT, but thank you, sherry.
ReplyDeleteHello.
ReplyDelete"weary-heeled, solace seeking" sounds like me after the last few weeks I've had.
Nicely done!
Thanks for sharing & for the kind words on Thief In The Night
What a great triolet! I like your choice of words!
ReplyDeleteI picked up on the line Andy commented on: "weary-heeled, solace seeking". I like the musicality of it.
ReplyDeletethank you, lovely people. love love.
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