Riddles

by T.P. Wilkinson / September 29th, 2019

Courting riddles

born without a birth
torn without a tear
told without a tale
spelled without a letter.
Jump to fall
Run to die
Rush to slow
Sleep to cry
Late for waiting
Prompt for eating
Stronger armies
caught retreating
Torn from youth
the sun descending
Worn the soul
in dance unending.

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, September 29th, 2019 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.