No 3rd verse

Posted: April 13, 2012 in Brain Health, Health and wellness, Poems
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The diagnosis may be for long life
or to be on a shorter tether
and the dynamic of such restraint
are circles decreasing in diameter
less range, each turn
more decrepitude each cycle.
But,
the prognosis surmises lesser strife
you could have hit me with a feather
in fact, a portrait of oil paint
raising hope for ever after.
More an image of pink pattern
less the reality of life’s pickle.
And,
A third verse? No,
misuse of sayings, simile or metaphor
should end, caught in tangled tackle.

dwk

 

Comments
  1. dragonkatet says:

    A spiral…? But is it going up or going down? And where is the starting point, the beginning, if not at the center? 🙂

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