TurningA Poem by John ProphetTurning.
No turning back. Little by little. The envelope’s pushed. Inch by inch chess piece’s moved. Game’s been engaged. Rules simple, yet complex. Survive! Choice after choice, results coming in. Players come. Players go. Each daring success. Some falter early. Knocked off their game. Others battle, further ahead. Running hard. Mad dash attempt. To what end? What outcome? How far? At what cost? What carnage in the wake? How tarnished the soul? Game over. In the end. What was the point? © 2024 John Prophet |
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1 Review Added on April 29, 2024 Last Updated on April 30, 2024 AuthorJohn ProphetNHAboutJohn Prophet is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived rea.. more..Writing
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