Poetry

Wrongs and rights

I don’t jest

life’s seesaw a test

there’s no win-win

pell-mell once again

ideation sullen and gray

at the mercy of decay

frowsied faults of today

two wrong’s don’t make a right

yet, the bruised provoke spite

beyond – we’re bereft

feeble minds unkept

life’s twaddle blurs zest

mom earth needs a rest

-Eugenia

A gander at me – enjoying a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years, being rewarded both professionally and personally, I am now fulfilling my dreams. My writing and creative endeavors can be found on my blogs, Eugi’s Causerie and Eclectic Brew. I have authored eBooks Fanciful Delights, Mama, me, and Mother Nature, and also have writings at Spillwords, PoetrySoup, beBee, and several Anthologies.

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"For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice." — T.S. Eliot

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