Ottavia for the eighth

Bad things most often come in threes, they say
but who counted the deaths, the losses up
to set that number?  A tribute to fate
or the fates, perhaps; but what of the one
whose wife, kids, cat, and dog move out of state?
does that count as one or four?  Either sum

is brutal and accumulates losing–
a tally of tears too fresh for counting.

Dark, tongue-in-cheek Ottavia for 4/8, and the eighth day of NaPoWriMo.

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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15 Responses to Ottavia for the eighth

  1. hey-hey, that’s set the bar high … haven’t done mine yet, but will do, later, Susan, later … x

  2. oneofaclass says:

    or maybe the three muses…

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  4. Alice Keys says:

    Susan, I like this dark/funny poem. You weave complex emotions and real life into your work. Alice

  5. unfetteredbs says:

    I do enjoy your tongue and cheek moods

  6. nelle says:

    Ugh, the dreaded comes in threes.

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