“ Bonds We Groom ” ~ yet fail find mend ~

I incline to contend

The gods so intend

We’d endure assume,

There’d be an end

To bonds we groom,

With they in whom

Such love might lend,

Live beyond affability

Yet fail we find mend

With true held friend,

Gesture furthermore

With inanimate look,

In lieu of bid to restore!

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“ Searching ” ~ for an alter ego ~

 

Searching ever so

For an alter ego,

As one not long ago

Feigned to have been

Was found to be a foe,

A possible doppelgänger

Whose ruse made find

The now and then

Had shades of idle time,

Did cagily fix to lend

A way to render bind,

If but to hide pretend

The making of a friend!