PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
Wheel Legacy
“Wheels! What d’ya think?”
“Hmmm? Different.”
“It’s that alright!”
“He left this for me…
…with a note – he’d a great sense of humour.”
For Ellie
Wheel always remember
Times that we spent
In deep contemplation
Of so much dissent
Around we would go
Full circle sometimes
Always the same answer
Want peace?
Quiet the mind.
There’s always a circle
A beginning and an end
Forever they’re fused
So nothing to mend
There’s always some movement
Nothing stands still
Just embrace any contrast
No need for strong will.
Be the axle my friend and just observe the wheel.
“When’s his funeral?”
Such a powerful poem. Loved it.
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Great, thank you. Really appreciate your feedback 🙂
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Dear LOI,
Funny and bittersweet. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle, I really appreciate your feedback 🙂
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Well, the old guy left quite a legacy. Fascinating story.
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He certainly did. Thank you for your comments 🙂
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Beautiful!
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Thanks, appreciate your comment 🙂
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Great poem and sentiment
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Thank you, I appreciate your feedback 🙂
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Every writer lives on in within his words.
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That’s very true 🙂
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A humorous suicide? The poem is intriguing, but his axle must have been a bit unbalanced.😊
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Thanks for commenting 🙂
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