“Soldier” (Poems from Yesteryear)

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How to know
Which way to go
And whom
To go with
Social circles lead
But don’t plant the seed
Of who shall be
And who they shall be
With.
So, I pause and look
Unphased
Yet dazed
As I open another book
Waiting for that tap on the shoulder
To look and find
A beautiful soldier
To guard and protect… my heart.

Written by © Tricia Chatterton. All Rights Reserved. (somewhere in the 90’s)

The Least Figure – Rumi

evagrassI tried to think of some way

to let my face become yours.

“Could I whisper in your ear

a dream I’ve had?  You’re the only one

I’ve told this to.”

You tilt your head, laughing,

as if, “I know the trick you’re hatching,

but go ahead.”

I am an image you stitch with gold thread

on a tapestry, the least figure,

a playful addition.

But nothing you work on is dull.

I am part of the beauty.