Thursday
21Feb2008
In 15 Words or Less Poems
Thursday, February 21, 2008 at 06:28AM Mist at the Crossroads
Stop or go?
Blinking into the mist;
Drenched by degrees
I debate.
Hosted each Thursday at laurasalas.
It is not work that kills men, it is worry. Work is healthy; you can hardly put more on a man than he can bear. But worry is rust upon the blade. It is not movement that destroys the machinery, but friction."
Henry Ward Beecher
Thursday, February 21, 2008 at 06:28AM Mist at the Crossroads
Stop or go?
Blinking into the mist;
Drenched by degrees
I debate.
Hosted each Thursday at laurasalas.
Reader Comments (2)
Mist? Today I could be drenched by freezing rain, if I REALLY wanted to.
I liked this at Laura's...and seeing it again at the point of origin, I'm once again cast into that pensive state (it's a gray day here, too).