Life is a breath,
moments upon moments,
blended into each other.
Breathe in life,
moment by moment,
take it all in.
Breathe life into me,
I have only this moment,
I don’t have all day.
Fresh air,
I breathe,
because you are there.
Tag: poem
An Unfortunate Muse
This work I do
I reluctantly choose
is, however
my writer’s muse.
Yes, I am confused
torn between left and right shoes,
and at times I loose myself
but in the end –
this is my fuse!
Sonnet #1
Lewis Walddren 