Monday, July 18, 2016


Shake the tree and see what falls
And perhaps I say too much
In a certainty no one is listening
For I think not to bare my soul
Only reveal some layers of concern
And as each disquiet falls away
It may seem they are all gone
And I am left bare and naked
But it only seems that way
For I keep safe my kernel of being
And despite my overstatement
No one has germinated that yet
It is a tough nut to crack apart
And time doth make it harder