Black or white (or progressiveness)
but equally, a nebulous.
Conservative or liberalness
just not a mix of “middleness”,
or I shall make an emphasis
on that, your ledge of precipice.
Tag: poem
Guest of Honour
Honoured guest, do you come to me to seek a life beyond the tree?
Each Dawn
Live each dawn as if first morn,
for every day anew, reborn.
And seek a light to spark each hour…