Tiger Riding for Beginners

Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre

POEM: Buzz – Buzz

Posted on July 10, 2020 by B Gourley

If the buzzing of flies
at the moment one dies
drowns out the wailing cries,

one has lived many lies,
twisted the lows and highs,
mistaken what’s a prize,

or, maybe, died too wise.

3 thoughts on “POEM: Buzz – Buzz”

henhouselady on July 10, 2020 at 5:34 pm said:

Interesting verse. I liked the sound of your words. #henhouselady

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- B Gourley on July 10, 2020 at 5:37 pm said:
  
  Thanks
  
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BillboardVagabond on July 11, 2020 at 3:59 am said:

Nice. Thanks and much appreciated for sharing

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