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Poem of the Day — Relative

Relative

Generally I’m still standing; bargaining with a bent penny

Digging deep for certainty, a conviction, just conviction

No ones responsibility but mine

To press on regardless of the teasing

Travel each mountain pass together

Feel held and helped in mysterious collusion

Just maybe I am carried in a carriage of my own making

With wheels of fire and self wrought iron

Beleaguered in belief

A planted decision made in clouds of delusion

An illusion just a path with jagged burning glass

Made to sever the senses

All my congealing trenches pumping collisions

Of seminars and coach parties

Spread on the fields of forgiveness

Eat up the snacks and gifts

Its thirsty work

Being hunted for nothing

Copyright Patrick Turner-Lee April 18h 2015

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