It’s the 4th anniversary of dVerse Poets Pub and we’re celebrating all week. For today’s prompt, I’m using some ice-breaking tricks and techniques so all the pub goers can get to know each other a little better. The instructions were as follows:
Words between friends
all bridges, camp-fires, the silences still precious…
Words between children
I’m always too late
but all heart for all that.
My quest for fairness a shade too thorough,
digging deep long after they’ve moved on.
Should I surrender to the swoosh
alone in the snow?
My sky is always cold and gray.
This means nothing to me… Oh, Vienna!
Maybe this song is to blame – one of the first I remember recording from the radio.