(free verse & pi ku)
How restrictive are
The limitations we place
We make and break
As if they were bits
Of dark chocolate just
Waiting to be consumed?
What tales do we tell ourselves
When we turn away from
Our mirrored reflections?
Vowing to be healthier –
We add miles to our routines
Yet just walking alone
Is not the prevention nor
The cure to all the hidden ills.
Those designer genes we inherited –
Can we, just by lifestyle changes,
Alter courses fate has set into the stars?
This is the time of the year folk make, and break, resolutions. Weave a tale concerning keeping or discarding a resolution. Remember not all resolutions are for “improving” our health and well-being.
With a nod to https://imprompt.wordpress.com/2017/01/05/
The ‘limited’ prompt for QKJ5 is here:
Four Times, Drummed