Whoop de doo – pantuns today. Still not 100% sure of what a proper pantun is, so just having a bash!
I was grounded, you needed to fly,
so I cut the strings as the wind blew.
Vapour trails cut a paper-pulp sky
I site and write my memories of you.
Never break more eggs than you need
the waste of potential is sin.
So much starts from a tiny seed
with warmth, water, hope – simple things.