Poetry or… A Drop of…Tea?
Hello there… How do you do?
Oh, yes… Lovely to meet you too!
Enjoying a little bit of this,
And a little bit of that…
Once, I even found a puzzling Cat…
That was convinced poems that don't rhyme,
Cannot be genuinely sublime,
Hardly wrapped in sensual grays…
Nor swirling about in roundabout ways…
With musings of love...
Life and even death needless to say,
With more than quite a moving… delay...
Always exploring… Humanity is never boring.
No… Me? Well… As far as I can see…
Beyond doubt no Shakespeare and smiling,
Often convinced simplicity is beguiling…
Indeed a Granny, often a Nanny and a mother of two,
But really someone just like you… And you too,
And perhaps even someone who,
Sees words floating about in the air everywhere…
Often leaving many in suspense…
But understanding how to line them up to make sense,
Both in the past… and present tense…
Tea… Anyone? How awfully kind of you to come!
Do say when…
Oh, yes… I'm indeed looking forward to see you again!
Granny Kari, 2013
Copyright©2013 by
Kari M. Knutsen