Poetic Tension

The eternal struggle of left brain vs right brain

Poetic Tension

Math, a vestal virgin,
serves the temple of science
with steadfast purity.

Words, streetwalkers of discourse,
their semblance shifts and twists
with every john’s desire.

Truth, a wriggling eel,
eludes the arbitrary grasp
of competing norms.

Poetry, diametrically composed,
lives between the lines
of faith and certainty.

Author's Note: ▶︎

First place in the 2023 April/May round of:

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Red Wheelbarrow Contest  (13+) Contest forum content stays until I’m satisfied with a true outcome. #1390406 by Citizen Journalist

Originally written for "The Whatever Contest." "The Whatever Contest -- Closed for Now" 

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