Fellows of FortuneA Poem by Deon VisserLuck, fortune or fate. What we all do when we need the sun to shine brighter.Turn the corner Click the heel Flick the lash Find the clover Throw the plate Spill the salt Sweep the house Left then right, Skip the ladders Blow the candles Pick the pennies Cross the fingers Crack the cookie, and Wish upon a star.
When all manners, Of fate and, motions Of fortune, are observed, And duly doted,
may Lady luck, Love me lasciviously, may Sir sorrow, mind me abjectly, may Miss mayhem, Dither and wither And find counsel with Count Chaos much more measurable, than haunting my; Present, or Steeping my past, or Flipping my future, With tempestuous thrills Or contemptuous criticisms Mired in morose Mistakes, and leaps Of faith,
Yet Untaken.
May the fellows of fortune, Smile, Bravely, On my future,
And my Fate.
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StatsAuthorDeon VisserCape Town, South AfricaAboutI just came off of a writing hiatus that dawned over me for no reason. I won't say it was writer's block, more, that I didn't need to write for the past year. I spent a year in Thailand, and the land .. more..Writing
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