Fatigue….. my fatal friend
Forged from spirit rended
Feeble fight weakly fends
Failed anchor drifts again
Forlorn thoughts must amend
Faith empowers….thoughts transcend
Frail mind will someday mend
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Everyone, at some point in their life, experiences soul rending fatigue . Thoughts drift towards dark hopelessness. Yet there is hope for a brighter tomorrow. I know that Faith and Prayer can change my heart when it is full with aching sadness.
“F” words make for great pleides. I have grown to appreciate them through cognitive testing, as one of the tests is to see how many “f” words I can say in one minute. At first, my mind just wouldn’t give me any, other then the overused “fuuuuuuuccccckkkk”, which ran around and around my mind as I struggled for “furniture” and “flower”. Ever determined, I decided to study “F” words for poetic forms. And that, coupled with my mood on the day of creation, made this poem. I was successful in finding “f” words appropriate for the start of this poetic form, AND I was able to rhyme a pleides, not easy to do (!), so silver linings are intact and beautiful! Although…don’t ask me to find another word that ends in, well, END!
Fantasies of a Forlorn Fairy 