Thursday, January 13, 2011

DREAM DATE

Luck
the dame standing
in the middle of the street
too long
forcing you to the next light
Luck
the jerk that kept you
from catching the train
that crashed
Luck
living close to musicians
not ax murderers
or pedophiles
Luck
not getting hit in the head
with that pencil when you
ducked & it glanced off
the kid behind you
and didn't put your
eye out

Who knows about grand plans
Who knows about chance games
Who knows about random numbers and events
Luck
Being cautious, eating right, keeping your head down
Having talent, brains, being in the right place
Knowing the right person

Survival
Patience
Strength
Endurance
Luck?
Triumph

3 comments:

  1. Funny story... I've dodged the pencil in the eye one...
    It's all a question of timing...

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  2. Love the poem. Luck plays a big role in our lives. Sometimes we don't know how to appreciate it, or recognize when we have been kissed by luck.

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