Monday, November 29, 2010

Highku

Where you find yourself
After climbing a mountain
Or going up stairs.

2 comments:

John said...

Like your poem, please accept my humble counter offer.

Under a silk chute
Hanging by a nylon thread
Looking down on earth

W.B. Picklesworth said...

That is quite beautiful. I sense that you write out of experience. It is an experience that I dearly hope never to have (wishing not to use adult diapers until a ripe old age.)