Best Rungs Poems

Life keeps going to find his purpose
he strolls across verdant plains and trudges up the hills
sometimes dejection follows rejection and distress
darkness engulfs
and something spooky emerges 
looming large to form something horrid…
a hideous hunchbacked hiatus.
Life slows down…wary of the 
impending hindrances for his progress
and there is...

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Closed up in the open air,
one foot deep in the dirt,
the other stepping away from its grave.
The wishing prayers of generations
promise only more of the same.
Sometimes I am a trapdoor for the sky,
sometimes a broken rung.
I don’t have the holiness of a sparrow,
I'm not put...

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Life’s a ladder swaying high.
Dice are spinning wild, across the sky.
Some rolls lift me to the sun.
Others drop me, the snake has won.
Still I climb, to what fate may bend—
I’ll play this game until the end.

Ladders rise and snakes descend.
Turn the board and toss again.
Every...

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