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Life is a circle,
The wheel of fortune
Spinning on and on,
Moving me
A little further
Down my path.
I've spent years
Trying to measure
The distance across it,
Trying to see
Just how wide
I open I need to be
To wrap myself around it,
Finally realizing
The key to this cipher
Is to know my own value…
3.1415926535
~~~ This poem was written for a prompt from Poetry Jam that asked us to take the title of a book on one of the New York Times best sellers lists and write a poem for it. The book I chose was “The Life of Pi” by Yann Martel, which is #3 on the Paperback Trade Fiction list this week. This was also for the Poetic Asides Poem a Day Chapbook Challenge day 19 prompt of writing a wheel poem.
6 comments:
So very true, I think, that life is a circle rather than a straight line. I enjoyed your thoughts!
do you realize in kentucky pi is just 3....too funny....sorry random thought there...i agree...i think often life spings in endless circles yet ever forward....kinda like a spiral....
life is a circle on so many levels, isn't it? sometimes it feels like a hamster's wheel going nowhere no matter how fast we run. {smile}
this is a wonderful poem, Mary!
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I'm smiling thinking how you related the book title to your last line!
This is certainly one of the most unique, insightful responses to our challenge ... great job!!!
Very clever!! I think I spin far more than walk a straight line. :)
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