“ Extremes ” ~ in abstract matter ~

 

I’ve felt extremes

Of ardent sweet

To blatant mean,

And I’ve been glad

As well as sad,                                                                   

But far too often

I might add

Squandered so

Time recklessly,

Ostensibly exploring

Eclectic means,

Of sorting out

The abstract

I’m about,

Living in greys

Of wistful dreams

In disordered ways,

Anxious to find

A mind at peace

That might be mine,

Far from extremes!