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what luck is there in a golden cup some drink out of them or is lucky a kind of random chance when someone overlooks you and spares the rod of punishment or gladly adopts you to their team whats luck got to do with it or with me even if my first name were Truly Lucky would that be some sort of guarantee that I might pass through life unscathed and unafraid nor be random circumstance's slave its unwise to hold on tightly for I might have to let it all go live tetherless no togetherness simply alone in a wasteland of my own but what if my perspective came from the point of a brighter sun and it shone up from within me and out into everything and onto everyone would luck kiss me on the mouth instead of passing me by like a wallflower girl the perpetual sigh of ennui I made my earliest start in the most awkward way-- yes I did feeling unloved and a pugnacious kid reading in closets and up in trees torn dresses amd bloodied noses and scabbed kneew avoiding classmates so I wouldn't get one of those black-eyed third degrees and even this too happened to me at home so where does a child find a lucky stone one to hide under to turn over when they need something to throw through the window so they can pull themselves through to another better show well I never threw too well but I eventually found my ticket to the lucky show late late in life on a day you said hello I can't tell you all of how I feel maybe it will show up in my eyes or in my sighs maybe you will feel it when you enter into my room sometimes luck comes in the form of another person and all they are doing-- I've begun to see myself as a different flower even dandelions bloom my heart now freely scatters seeds sowing fields of yellow happiness all around me gladly Ill uproot my feet don't know quite how you found me but your the gardener who made me bloom. written directly to the page Sunday 9:21AM Pacific Standard Time September 17th 2023 for Tommy time stamped and dated for legal copyright@ Legal copyright for this poem and also for this Poet Melissa A. Howells and also this legally registered and copyrighted site title Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World editing later if necessary re-edited Wednesday September 20th on the first day of Autumn 9:56 PM Pacific Standard Time date and time stamped for legal copyright@ Vote for this poem |
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