Ready or Not

Ready or not:

The restless waters

Seep the rocks of mind

Clean the clocks of time


The present strains into past

What has been a climb

Now is far behind


Simple now, I see it now

Pinned to black-felt board

Ensconced in glass and framed

Tacked down like wings of butterflies

Latin names now verified

Fixed, for future looking back


The next thing now

A tangled trouble

Breaks the glass and bursts the bubble

Next is daring me to step

It’s tidiness elusive yet


“Ready or not here I come”

It taunts

Ready or not


♦ weekendswell ♦

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