He tried to catch the pendulum,
time swinging as a threat.
It seemed a serious thing,
swinging in his brain,
swirling in his mind.
But then the pendulum was gone
and he didn't try.
the disorder passed
from his brain
and he settled
and relaxed.
A contest entry
- Pic Prompt by Carolina Moon.
600 points, ended October 2, 2008, 12 entries
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Very deep..very well written for the prompt. Thank you for your entry!



