Paradox

PARADOX ———-

old-age time on ice PRESTO in a n’er-ending winter — well…almost —





(c) sally young eslinger 1/15/23
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Goldsmith Avatar
January 30, 2023 at 12:20 PM
A fun/cute write. I wish you would write more. Have a blessed day..............
Faulkner Avatar
January 18, 2023 at 7:54 PM
I've thought that winter runs on football time - if you're not familiar with it, two minutes of play time can last a half hour in real time, due to replays, time outs, coaches challenges, injuries, etc~
Dietrich Avatar
January 16, 2023 at 2:13 PM
a good one, Sally Thanks for your visit to my poetry.
Poet Avatar
January 15, 2023 at 8:08 AM
Saly your expertise as a writer sparkles throughout this poem. Remarkable in its uniqueness and creative quality.
Eslinger Avatar
January 15, 2023 at 11:18 AM
Yo! Sotto! I did know whereofbi was hoping to speak. Felt like flipping pancakes to get 17 syllables there…hmm. But my heartfelt thanks for your lovely comment. Humbling, indeed…hugs & blessings on you new week! sally
Kendrick Avatar
January 15, 2023 at 6:26 AM
Interesting idea penned. Winter will end we just don't know when. Thanks for sharing. Sara
Eslinger Avatar
January 15, 2023 at 10:53 AM
Sara, it’s long used metaphor the winter is the season of death…even ss a metaphor for our known, possibly…which gives here the metaphor and the paradox, to mildly summarize
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