Jeff Kyser Poet Ottava rima

Rabbit Hole

I find I tend to fixate one one thing:
A bit like falling down a rabbit hole.
I'm not sure why the solitary cling,
But I can't leave it once I'm on a roll.
It seems that once I get into the swing,
It's though it grabs and won't release my soul.
And then, before you know it, I've moved on,
And to the next obsession I am drawn.

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L Milton Hankins March 5, 2022 at 8:41 PM I understand that perfectly, Jeff. Throughout my whole life I have worked very hard at various pursuit, until I achieve some notice, etc., some sense of accomplishment, then I move on to something else. Strange, but true! Not writing poetry, however. I've been writing poetry since I was a child. Jeff Kyser March 6, 2022 at 4:06 AM Yes, poetry was what I was thinking about. I've had 3 brief periods prior with some intensity. This "phase" has lasted a good bit longer, but I've also shut out a lot of other activities. Balance, grasshopper! I'm glad you've been able to stay with it as a constant.