Balance of Fate

There is a choice we sometimes make
To change the human we’ve become;
The bread we knead from who we were,
The loaf we bake from just one crumb
And in that, there’s a purity –
The search to seize our life anew —
That rush that comes from joyful change:
To know you reinvented

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

3 thoughts on “Balance of Fate”

      1. Wait! i thought i wrote puzzling poem, not publicizing poem but perhaps it does bring attention to the process and feeling.
        did i ever mention that i distrust words intensely? For one thing they scramble when i try to write them or they evaporate. And then they often obfuscate the truth of what i mean/meant to say.

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