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Good Coin

a poem

By Kale Bova Published 9 months ago 1 min read
Good Coin
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If I were a theatrical playbill

about life in my thirties,

the bi-polar production

would be a harmonic collection

of short stories performed on

large stages about the evolutionary

stages of my life’s hormonal phases.

...

I took studded reigns into my

dreams to tame the knight’s mare.

I used diamond-shaped blades to fit

the circled gem into the rusted square.

I thought I made sense of the insightful

thoughts behind the blind stare, instead,

I fell victim to the steps along the stairs.

I always thought that becoming a king

meant you had to pay a prince’s price,

until I shook hands with a leader who’s

crown was acquired by spending good coin

for fair advice.

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Kale Bova

Author | Poet | Dog Dad | Nerd

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Comments (2)

  • Mother Combs9 months ago

    😍

  • Manisha Dhalani9 months ago

    It's hard to find such poignant poetry - this was one. Beautifully written.

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