More is more
Are you sure
More cold
Less warm
...
Less is less
Only in a circle
or under duress
when the mouth breaks
...
Less is more
Perhaps in hell
with Alzheimer’s
or a silent cancer
...
More is less
More words
Less reads
Love this
...
Some writers search the sky
for special lights
The Sun is all I see
when I type some of my
inherent misery
The Moon provides my
inherited torment
...
The Sun and the Moon
are all we need
The other stars
may have died
before we looked up
I prefer to look
at you my love
About the Creator
Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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