Trevor Mcleod Poet Quatrain

Hereafter

A flinch might slow me down
to meeting those I'm after.
Perhaps a famous poet
a wordsmith and a crafter.

Maybe meet an artist
who's harvested a smile,
Or even meet the woman
who sat through it in style.

I'd search for smarter apples
who preach of gravity.
Or maybe meet the one
to plant the apple tree.

There'd maybe be a man
I'd answer on his phone,
or cast as shadowed light
with one that is well known.

Perhaps I'd meet the smartest
Here and there in space,
one relative in time:
one, we'll not soon replace.

In time I'll learn about them
by listening to what they say.
But if you know their secret
they'll send me on my way.

The moral of the story
that spans the length of time
is try to be yourself
and careful not to mime.

A flinch might slow me down
to meeting those I'm after
but forgetting my own self
could lead to the hereafter.

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