Thursday, 10 April 2014

On the horns of a dilemma James Downs 4-10-14

On the horns of a dilemma
~~all my life until this year I spelled it dilemna
I have often wondered
What it was like to sit
Somewhere quietly
And arrive at a moment
Quite full of itself
No one knows how
It will start out…with
Lurches or lunges
Or just plain plunges
The moment glistens
And gleams at itself
As if to say I am the one
Or at any rate the way
It’s done…we glance
Behind to see if there
Is another moment
We could have chanced
But it is too late
For now we are stuck
With this blind date

James Downs 4-10-14

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