THE SPACE UNDER MY HAT
a delicate balance:
relentless desire for pizzazz
battles against my innate
penchant toward the bland
opposite ends of the spectrum
forge a pattern of rampant stress
then coasting along to rejuvenate
. . . and back again
2012-12-09
P. Wanken
Inspired by The Sunday Whirl’s Prompt #86:bland, forged, rejuvenate, stress, innate, delicate, relentless, space, coast, hat, rampant, and spectrum; and posted on Day #36 for the “100 Days of Fall/Winter 2012” challenge.
echoes from the silence 
Love this, Paula. Especially “relentless desire for pizzazz.” 🙂
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Thanks, De. I read through the words when I first got the email and got NOTHING. Nothing. Today, after the umpteenth re-read, they fell into some semblance of order. 🙂
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I know, those highs and lows create a stress, that is sometimes good
for writing and creating.
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Thanks for stopping by and for your comment, Shauna.
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Wow this is so clever, Paula – your poem shrinking practice has paid dividends in wit and wonder!
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Oh, wow…thanks, ViV. ❤
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Paula, I like this immensely, the flow of the poem and your thoughts. Really good choice in your end words, which makes that last line work so well.
Richard
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Thanks, Richard…I appreciate that feedback. I struggled with the words for a couple days before they decided to gel. Glad you liked it! 🙂
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I enjoyed how the words came together for you!
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Thanks, Robyn — glad you enjoyed it! 🙂
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What an excellent title, to top a well written poem 🙂
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I love how wordles come together…I wrote and rewrote and “space” and “hat” kept working their way OUT of the poem…then I realized they were meant to be part of my title. 😉
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