Conn/Poetry

Arthur has recently taken up writing doggerel. If he's shown it to you, it's here for ease of access.

Sinuous

The threads between,
that form the shared liminal spaces,
flow from one to the next,
around all obstacles,
following the path of least resistance.
It takes longer,
but the journey is the goal.

Metered

Time passes, grains of sand slowly fall,
counting the time until I see you.
The seconds pass as eternities,
each heartbeat counting endless moments.
My thoughts turn to empty distractions,
anything to keep me occupied
or from relentlessly obsessing
until the time I see you again.

Rhyming

Words have shapes and sometimes sizes,
surprisingly, some roll around your mouth,
sprouting interesting compromises
seizing certainty from certain doubt