Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Plant the Standard


the center
of your universe

is
not

the center
of my universe

so
be
careful

when you plant the standard

of
truth

in
your
soil

5 comments:

Trée said...

This poem is work related (or former work related). Had a message from someone very happy with the way things turned out-destruction of the company. When he asked about me and I said both my wife and I were now unemployed, he got really quiet and quickly excused himself.

Autumn Storm said...

Well said and then some!). Without background story as can be applied to countless scenarios, and in the case of your inspiration, apropos, would realization be clear without these words having been said - would be nice. Back asap to comment on all your incredible writings below, for now, a bunch of love and a breathless sigh of wonder to the entire gang, x

Trée said...

Sweetest, C and I are heading out to see a movie. Much better day today. Feel free to rain upon the offerings today in my absence. :-D

As always, your kind words are welcome like a light on at the Inn. :-)

Autumn Storm said...

Butter, salted or sweet? Let me guess, butter? Hope you enjoyed your movie. :-) Just got back and so much to my regret I will have to wait a little longer before I can spend some time in my favourite place. I love the poem above, love it as well (much) as those below. Hope the day is treating you well, see you back here on the blog asap H

Trée said...

We abstained! :-D

C loved the movie (The Watchmen). I thought it was a tad bit long. Sleep tight. H