Friday, January 29, 2016

In a Rut

In a Rut?

by Seah Greenhorn
(Poem with copyright)





'Knew'

Spun me
comfortably
through

meadows

then
memories.

Eventually 
I stalled

In muck
high 

spinning
tragically.

Non-inspired.

Now what I
'know'

sometimes

refreshes
progresses

'knew.'

But, happily

'knew'
Now
'knows'

Trustworthy
roads
to succesfully
travel.

Chooses
to muddle?

Not.

You?