My Choice Blank Verse
Perfection is an illusive pastime,
an unending quest that hides delusion
in uncharted diversions on life's path;
Distractions litter obsession's by-pass,
obstacles spring up unannounced,by chance,
opportunity deflates in despair;
Again,again the siren's call beckons
innocent naivety to regard-
mediocrity nervously breaks down.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2020
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