Sunday, April 11, 2010

We three...


sometimes it flows,
other times I'm
pulling teeth.
I prefer the flow, of course,
but when it's done, I
look again to
make sure it's me.
When it's a struggle, I'm
disturbed at what I see.
Both sides speak true
and disagree. I am
the referee.

7 comments:

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Tough job, referee.

Joan of Argghh! said...

I love this.

It's really, really good, Jean.

Jean said...

What I see is a tiny me sitting on one shoulder, wearing halo and wings. On the other shoulder, another tiny me with devil horns and tail. Light and dark. Positive and negative. Big me tries to make the best use of both.

the walking man said...

At least you argue with you before you jump one way or the other, better than most folks.

Jean said...

Mark, I argue with myself more than anyone I've ever known.

Susie Hemingway said...

This is great, um and arh, to and fro, think and re-think, right or wrong but all is good on this page I feel.X

Jean said...

Thanks, Susie. I have my moments. Both kinds ;-)