Me and the Oldborn King

By John Blase | December 11, 2013 |
For years I could trace
the course of our alliance.
But no longer.
We’ve gone off the page.
I don’t feel abandoned
but trailed, like those old
cop movies where the one car
follows, trying to be unassuming.
But I know you’re there.
I catch your well-pleased
shadow whispering don’t be afraid.
 
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9 Comments

  1. Jane Spriggs on December 11, 2013 at 1:49 pm

    Sometimes your poetry takes my breath away with it’s sense of rightness….this is one of those days. Thank you!

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  2. hisfirefly on December 11, 2013 at 2:15 pm

    what Jane said…
    this is just “right”

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  3. patiricia on December 11, 2013 at 3:02 pm

    Beautiful… it captures my smile and a sigh for the beauty of it.

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  4. Gwen Acres on December 11, 2013 at 3:05 pm

    Just when I thought I had to do the following….what a relief!

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  5. Susan Irene Fox on December 11, 2013 at 4:45 pm

    Ah, yes, I can feel Him when I’ve gone off the path He has set for me. I know he is patiently awaiting my return, ensuring my safety until I place my feet on the path of the same page again.

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  6. Patricia Hunter on December 11, 2013 at 4:46 pm

    Ahhh….so that’s what happened those years ago. Now I see, and I will not be afraid.

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  7. Diana Trautwein on December 12, 2013 at 12:28 am

    NOT abandoned, but trailed. YES. Thank you.

    Reply
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