What Say Ye

Why?
His whispered, whimpering pried
Away no casual insistence belied
To land upon the teetering reed
Where perched precarious sight was freed.
Child of question yawns once more
To feign direction, his curious adore
A deepening breath exhaled as chore
To sleep, to rest from weeping's bore?
Why?
Has ceased to bid his time
Quell such restlessness, remind.
Light will fill the sky to day
Another query at tedium's bay.

When?
Persisted to delay
Taking slow, her teasing way
Impetuous diversion plans to grow
As truth is wind for thoughts do blow.
Doubt, a plant from impervious seed
Sprouts in rows to neatly grieve.
Exhaustion repeated grasping faith
Silence continues saving grace.
Impatient destined to beguille
Intention knowing all the while.
When?
Came silent, left soon as
Leaving her, no time to have
Sharing light with Why? Such gall!
She lingers on...When?
Why? No call!!

SadieLu ©2013

Nicely written melodic flow..
I enjoyed reading this
Thank you for sharing


KiK

Thank you for reading..a twirl kind of mood

A twirl with a twist, very nice!

Thank you Vickie...a mood that needed a voice.