Leaving Puerility December 10, 2014Free Verse, MicroFiction, Poem, Yeah WritePoemR. Todd We reached with arms too short. A dangled carrot before us. Life. Unfair. Taunting us. “Leave the spot of comfort you own. Dive over the cliff! Into the sea of the unknown.” Complacency beckons us to stay. Over the edge we go. AdvertisementShare this:TwitterEmailFacebookTumblrPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related
Really nice answer to the question – those last two lines in particular hit home. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
How could a carrot compete with complacency, really? I’m not believing their motivation for jumping, but certainly am intrigued by the images! Found you on Yeah, Writes. Looking forward to more. Best to you, Sally LikeLike Reply
Thanks for stopping by and giving a read. Complacency is a very strong motivator to not do something, isn’t it? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Amazing work
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Thank you.
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Brilliant…we keep chasing after it even if it is not the best choice.
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Yup, when offered complacency, head for the edge!
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Loved the phrase “Complacency beckons us to stay.
Over the edge we go.”
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Thanks.
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Really nice answer to the question – those last two lines in particular hit home.
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Thank you.
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How could a carrot compete with complacency, really? I’m not believing their motivation for jumping, but certainly am intrigued by the images!
Found you on Yeah, Writes. Looking forward to more.
Best to you,
Sally
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Thanks for stopping by and giving a read. Complacency is a very strong motivator to not do something, isn’t it?
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