Seeking Remedies

You bartered for guaranteed luck,
To fill up to the rim...
Your carried and prized cup.

And you bartered for fun,
To leave your work undone.
Now in a haste you want that replaced...
To minimize and chase away,
Mistakes you wish weren't made.

You bartered for luck,
To fill up your cup.
And like an eagle flying high,
To spot a feast to eat you could not deny.
But a landing done to get closer to see,
Did not provide...
That satisfaction sought you thought,
For a curing of that need you have for seeking remedies.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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