Sometimes words flow


 sometimes words flow

 like music of the tingling breeze

sometimes they stagger and slow

 but from a distant place I will never know

comes a helping hand

to guide my hand

to allow me turn

and turn again

At meetings


At meetings

Her phone rings

She answers

Again and again

Business was her halo

Impressive

She rushes out

The phone rings

I answer it

AT THE BELL

THE TIME WILL BE TEN O CLOCK