Diane Hine - Unanchored.

You adjust to the circumstances
and then they go and change on you
and you're all at sea again,
seasick with worry.

Keep reality at bay as best you can,
at bay- safe from pursuing hounds
in bay- safe from drowning waters.
So...let's play poetry.

L ay rules to follow firmly one by one
E quip with standard aids and tools of trade
T o squeeze from life a modicum of fun
S elect a game not previously played.
P lay fairly, cheating renders all a farce
L uxuriate in incremental gain
A crostically abridge the next impasse
Y et aim for pleasure, past the pools of pain.
P erhaps tomorrow hounds will catch the scent
O r overnight the mooring rope may slip
E ach day, life plays it's tricks with no relent
T hrow gibes right back at life with taunting lip.
R esist the dogs and tides for e'er so long
Y es certainly, I'm strong, I'm strong, I'm strong.

Diane Hine

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