STILL TIME TO GET ABOARD !!

Yes peeps, tis almost poetry bus time, monday that half eaten biscuit of a day of the week, that grey featureless blancmange o a 24 hour period, saved only by hightailing it to the stars on the cosmic poetry bus, No time though to think just write like you are Niagara Falls trying to put out a city burning in the night. Think of the STEAM!
Steam age poetry. Get your Mojo running, get out on the highway, let your waters break down the walls of flame, this house is on fire ,the city is on fire, the world's going up in flames, don't let it burn!

Tis weeks task set by Karen is... 'to write about one of the following:(1) a time you had to choose between two clearly divergent paths; (2) a time you were called to walk a path you didn't choose for yourself; or (3) a time you refused to travel the path you were called to follow. If these won't work for you, write anything about a choice you made'

See her own poem, the task in full and other stuff HERE
Many thanks to Karen for taking time off from her elephant reiki duties at the local zoo where she works part time, to set this task. Karen, an ex haute couture dress designer and traffic warden holds the world record for most boiled eggs eaten in a minute underwater (Seven) and is a keen collector of other peoples toenail clippings, thousands of which have been posted to her from around the world. She is particularly proud of her celebrity clippings which include toenails from Nelson Mandella, Seamus Heaney, Lady Gaga and Wayne Rooney.

Remember folks Rome is for everybody, not just for christians and lions, so don't fiddle with this riddle while it burns, get writing!

Birdsong

A single leaf among all the trees,

a single bird among all the birds

Questions without answers

turning slowly above

a universal song

that the simple wren sang

And a broken leaf fell

And kept on falling

Through deepest days

Darkest nights

Fell through time

Tumbled down red and brown

Starshaped brittle

never hitting the ground

The tiny bird just sang and sang

Without question or answer

And while it sang

The world stood still

And time stood still

That the tumbling leaf

Might find some peace.