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The Sand Trap

A Sonnet

By D. J. ReddallPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
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A patina is fragile by nature

With some abrasion, it quickly dissolves;

When the tiger is revealed as paper

The revelation the patsy absolves

If politics is merely theater

A distraction from business and mad war

Reviews must occasionally crater

And the beguiling mask fall to the floor

When golf transfixes potential leaders

One senescent and the other deranged

There is little need for a mind reader

To confirm that things are now passing strange

When the sole remaining intelligence

Is artificial, all will be farce hence

Sonnet

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D. J. Reddall

I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.

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    Written by D. J. Reddall