Mistakes

Long years of mistakes
have led me to this one correct moment.
It may be proof of something I don’t understand
which I will not call either
God or luck; all I will gratefully call

is your name, and say that
the road to this moment was crude
and raw and rough but your eyes
and hands are a blessing and 
a prize, and this life I’ve led
has had in fact
no mistakes at all.

 

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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