Jonathan ROBIN - Decimal Points

DECIMAL POINTS


One minute here, hearsay the next,
Two minutes: paradise expects.
Third minute: second thoughts await
Fourth minute explanations late.
Fifth minute weighs past ghast, selects
Sixth sense intuitive, elects
Seventh heaven to anticipate
Eighth step towards tomorrow's fate.
Ninth minute choice and chance connects
To tenth, upon return reflects.



Author notes
challenge:
1. Die for 10 minutes.
2. Let the thought of demise mold you.
3. Wrap yourself as a gift of experience through poetry.


1 August 2008
robi03_1796_robi03_0000 XXX_ZXX



Decimal Points poem © Jonathan Robin written

Jonathan ROBIN

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