Move! No response
Move! No response
Move!
A slight murmuring from the lips of the lazy,
Did you figure me out and now calling me crazy?
Move to go where?
I’m happy right here
In my small world with dreams smaller still.
No moving for me,
I am happy you see, preferring to be
Small in my world of small dreams.
Bold Moves
You say?
Get moving, today?
I have to be brave?
and not be a slave
to fear
or despair?
And trusting?
Trust who?
Did I hear you say You?
The sound of dry laughter
You’re not what I’m after.
So, I’m courting disaster?
You dare to say more?
Best I show you the door.
You continue to talk
Take the easier walk
It can be harder for you.
With a challenge or two.
Words in my head.
I heard what you said
Bold moves lead to bolder moves
Until boulders are moved.
Ha, I scoff,
Ye Gods of Not Knowing
I have made my bold move,
My footprints not showing?
No volcanoes,
nor flood
nor pain
nor bad blood.
I have made my one move,
When I decide not to move.
Hurricanes and waves,
thunder crash in the sky.
Some famine and drought
You’re letting me die?
Okay you win
My patience’s worn thin
You gave me no choice
And I shall begin.
To heed your advice
I will go forth and live
I will conquer this planet
And be more active.
I’ll make oceans my ballrooms,
Mountains, my footstools.
I go, do no push me
I’m making bold moves.