Thursday, March 31, 2011

Tasmanian Europa Poets' Gazette No 84, April 2011

The Thread

It’s just a thread, a lowly thread -

Holding everything together,

Though it can be cut at any time.

For some, its texture is silken -

Royalty and the very rich possess it,

But your thread may be golden or silver,

Or just plated -

Depending on where you are on the ladder

Of prestige and power - there is a difference!

For others, the thread is rope -

Hemp, wire, or heaven-forbid - plastic!

(Let’s hope rope is used to strengthen -

Not to weaken.)

Whichever form it takes,

Your thread is the most important

You will ever own -

It’s called - “the thread of life”.

© June Maureen Hitchcock June 2006

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