When life is a question does anybody have an answer?

(When life is a question does anybody have an answer?)

What am I going to do with my life? he asks

Can you really answer that? she responds

Why can’t I just get on with my life?

What kind of a life do you want to get on with?

Can we take this in another direction?

What direction do you want to go?

Can I consider space?

Is space what you want to do with your life?

Can I be buried in space?

To be jettisoned into the universe?

Why not?

Do you want your body to expand twice its size?

That’s what would happen?

Can you see yourself frozen in space for millions of years?

What if I’m close to a star?

Do you want to burn to a crisp?

Why are you asking all these questions?

Do you really want an answer?

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NaPoWriMo Day 28 prompt to write a poem of questions.

When life is a question does anybody have an answer?

My Blanket

Quick the seasons were

in the time of pandemic

under a clear sky

caught up in futures

if we live or die here— who cares

know this for all days

that are shorter now

with the cold of winter coming

I want my blanket

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dVerse quadrille prompt on the word blanket

My Blanket

Four Questions

“Where can you find a bell that can ring in your dreams?” Pablo Neruda

Is there a water clock of life? The time goes on in dream and in your day so who can say what force drives you on? Is it the passage of time or in that moment when there is no time?

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dVerse prompt to build on a question. Just saw a water clock in Agora Athens so wondering about how water was used to drive time forward by hydraulics.

Four Questions