Coming back
I am coming back to you For no good reason Eyes wide open, empty hands To kill time On this meaningless journey
We have been estranged for a long while Connecting sporadically in futile thoughts
This insistency in deifying you Made me a non-believer
You are no religion No existential prerogative No calling, no mystery, no salvation
You see I am coming back to you For no good reason
Jeannot
Tue 9th Apr 2019 17:27
David,
Thank you for your insightful comments, I really appreciate them. Although the poem refers to coming back to writing poetry, I am afraid your view is still relevant!
You gave me too much credit for layout, I just made a mess of the cut and paste process.
Looking forward to continue exchanging with you.
Regards,
Jeannot