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By Richard L. Provencher

Sat, 27 Oct 2012

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in a secret place
where prescriptions reign --

pop one for arthritis
when pain captures all emotion

another for the heart that
beats one bong at a time for you

and one for the blood
rivulet which once roared like a river
thinning as gruel.

Now one for anxiety to erase those
headaches---like an anvil
repeating and repeating its presence.

As you ponder today’s attention
seeking clarity for decisions
pop another.

Certificate U

POETRY - A Passage of Motion 3

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I'm only taking one of the

Permalink Submitted by driftwood on Sat, 2012-10-27 14:02

I'm only taking one of the above, so I guess I'm okay so far, teehee! Many will relate to this poem. Love how the heart beats one bong at a time, and one for the blood rivulet which once roared like a river thinning as gruel. Max

Hello Richard, sorry that I

Permalink Submitted by scratch on Sat, 2012-10-27 21:02

Hello Richard, sorry that I haven't visited for a while. And guess what? The first time I turn up for ages and open your most recent post it rewards me imediately with superb imagery and feeling. You are a talented man.

Hello scratch, a really kind

Permalink Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on Sat, 2012-10-27 22:06

Hello scratch, a really kind comment---thank you. My forthcoming poem is my Haloween entry for this time of the month. Richard

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Thank you, Max. Yes, older

Permalink Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on Sat, 2012-10-27 21:51

Thank you, Max. Yes, older equals unknown territory, in the provision of health needs. Peace. Richard

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I look forward to it

Permalink Submitted by scratch on Sat, 2012-10-27 22:12

I look forward to it Richard.