Thursday, January 21, 2016

EADGBE

     For Dr. Mackie's Studies in Poetry, this assignment was to take an object and build outward into a metaphor for life in general.

Those dull guitar strings lost their stress,
it’s no wonder the sound’s a mess –
optimum performance comes only with tension,
so there’s no need for such apprehension;

challenges stretch them, but that’s by design,
it’s the same thing with bones –
they grow stronger through cracks in the fault lines.
We’re all playing down a few pieces in this game of chess,
let’s just face it – much as we’d like it to,
life can’t be a permanent recess. 

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