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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bell's Palsy XX - Infinite Designs</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy XX - Infinite Designs</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Comparisons with hindsight simple seem<br>when fateful footfall flays ‘unkindest cut’<br>to sever fancy, fact, where yawns redeem<br>no nightmare fears when eyelid cannot shut.<br>No need to add to those prose screeds which teem<br>prolific on life’s rhymeless time climb, but<br>terse verse may show dimensions unforeseen, <br>alternate aspects of ill health’s dark rut, <br>reflections which on higher plane help gleam<br>hope’s beacon ‘fore life’s final uppercut<br>replacing frown with fixed grin, skinless cut<br>from niche so ‘indispensable’ on team.<br>Palsy surprises, stimulating lines<br>upon creation’s infinite designs. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">5 December 2007 revised 17 January 2009<br> <br>Bell's Palsy XXI - Lopsided</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Sore cornea, slack lip, mind grind uncheered<br>are juxtaposed within this swift spun sonnet<br>as optic nerve’s observed when crookèd, sheared, <br>recuperation’s odds: few bet upon it.<br>Partnering frustration has appeared<br>unbridled spleen, an angry bee in bonnet, <br>weighing all options with perception cleared<br>of wishful thinking, been and gone and done it.<br>Paralysis shows fall from grace, grown beard<br>can’t mask misfortune though mind tries to con it<br>committing rambling thoughts to paper smeared<br>with words erased, replaced, blue blot spots on it.<br>Lopsided outlook focus finds for mind<br>assailed by palsy it would leave behind.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">5 December 2007 revised 17 January 2009<br> <br>Bell's Palsy XXII – Match Met</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Through metaphors one strikes symphonic chords, <br>sonnet metamorphosis complete, <br>one mirror image more before towards<br>tossed sleep’s return’s embossed on crinkled sheet.<br>One little cares for life’s snares, strife filled street, <br>when sense of humour, dream denied, affords<br>itself the luxury of lines to beat<br>eternity’s sharp introspective swords<br>to ploughshares. Match met, mighty pen would treat<br>itself to compensation’s grained awards, <br>rewards grasped unexpected from defeat<br>when unresponsive jaws snatch victory<br>day, night, writes words dry eye can hardly see.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">5 December 2007 revised 17 January 2009</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell's Palsy XXIII – Ta[l]king for Granted</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">On palsy’s cause no recitation<br>consensual has been agreed, <br>in any case fear, greed, elation, <br>soon sink however great the need<br>perceived to safeguard life’s rank station<br>for illness executes trust deed.<br>What’s blasphemy? what’s profanation? <br>what prayer path may be decreed<br>when out of sight slips pagination? <br>Re-education may succeed<br>yet there’s no fail-safe medication<br>providing progress guaranteed<br>to soothe uncalled for inflamation.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Who takes for granted daily feed<br>on dainties drawn from every nation, <br>gaily ignoring [s]he should heed<br>each morning’s warning present station, <br>may t[r]ail to full stop won’t succeed<br>in meeting deadlines, consternation<br>in turn encounters end indeed, <br>wormed, urned, CO² cremation.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Objections Death will supercede, <br>replaced by funeral oration.<br>No moral’s offered. Rose and weed<br>first struggle, then succumb, vocation<br>shared by all flora, fauna, lead<br>reduced to naught ‘spite invocation<br>to greedy gods, bead creed, to speed<br>from illness into true salvation<br>redemption grant, emancipation.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">5 December 2007 revised 17 January 2009</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell's Palsy I </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>December turns November's page.<br>Assumptions artificial, <br>priorities age must regauge<br>of ease so superficial<br>the tenets, try to disengage<br>from palsy interstitial, <br>periphery extend sans rage<br>ineptly hit-and-missile.<br>Paralysis as passing stage<br>perceived though prejudicial<br>as challenge met we trust will wage<br>war on clock lock official, <br>ensuring both for sot and sage<br>return to strength initial...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell’s Palsy II – Number Seven Optic Nerve</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Number seven optic nerve, now numb, <br>taken for granted, normally ignored, <br>leaves facial features slanted. Voice, not dumb, <br>answers questions with weak monochord.<br>Flesh elastic flaccid has become, <br>control relinquished, hanging on a word.<br>Vision peripheral blurred. Though rule of thumb<br>Provides for time-line, faculties restored, <br>Frustration, hope, play hide-and-seek, mind glum, <br>stares awry at some lop-sided smile. Record<br>of former glory plays back yet stays mum.<br> May this as an example serve, health granted<br> For future learning curve can’t be transplanted.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">3 December 2007 revised 8 August 2008</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell's Palsy III - Recounting Countdown</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Recounting Countdown</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ache, Pain, Depression, urgently await<br>attention as emergencies are laid<br>side by side, some prostrate, some afraid, <br>upon their stretchers shored by metal gate.<br>Space occupied all patients would vacate<br>but hold their breath in queue, minds dwell on spade, <br>'til rest for good or evil is repaid<br>as egos and identities deflate.<br>One stroke starts life, one more: it is too late<br>to draw conclusions, seek to be obeyed, <br>order, plan, or question fate, for, frayed, <br>lifes braid unravels, saint and reprobate<br>have date with waters of forgetfulness, <br>all waves goodbye. 'Unknown at that address.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>3 December 2007</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy IV - Shocks and Spills</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There seems no antidotage panacea<br>reversing wrinkles, shrinkles, age's ills.<br>Alzheimer and ten thousand shocks and spills<br>'that flesh is heir to' when sense slows, goes queer.<br>Alert at ninety, by all near held dear, <br>is not the common lot, sight fails, slight chills<br>mutate despite most modern doctors' wills.<br>None stem time's tide. Horizons disappear.<br>Thus treat each day as treat, ignoring fear<br>and angst that fear of fear itself instills<br>as petal power from past pride's flower fills<br>time's rills as, falling, death's felt calling near.<br>Paralysis if temporary finds<br>incentive to reboot inventive minds.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>4 December 2007 revised 9 January 2009<br> </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy V - Perpetual Paradox </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tomorrow and tomorrow once appeared<br>to set [h]our petty pace 'til end of time, <br>where openly men close door showing climb<br>must fall precede, all seed from cropped corn sheared.<br>To slime returns those who, too highly geared, <br>presume on life's lease until palsy's rhyme -<br>Bell rung, wrung peace, piecemeal cut off in prime.<br>Paradox perpetual, decks cleared, <br>stage silent, godless or godfearing jeered, <br>or curtain cheered at end of pantomime, <br>no castle under lime, soaked sods turn grime<br>to mock man's half-cock pride ride disappeared.<br> No longer cocky, finite jokes, choked, fade, <br> Cock crows, then silence, banter's banner frayed.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">4 December 2007 revised 8 August 2008</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy VI - The Years</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Challenge met, or coward debt, the years<br>inter regrets, bets lost or won. Fame flamed<br>soon's watered down, crown tumbled, wild time tamed.<br>Abandonned aims, irrelevance, tapped tears<br>exchange youth's free spring for shoe-string trapped fears<br>with all but self unjustifiably blamed<br>through insecurity or shame self-shamed.<br>First wait, then weight, agenda filled soon clears, <br>slate empty, sleight of hand forgotten, biers<br>prepared as palsy claims both hale and maimed, <br>'to sleep perchance to dream', game unacclaimed, <br>today here, gone tomorrow, sorrow steers<br>triumph towards forgetfulness, ignored<br>are shallow minds, emotions deep outpoured.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">4 December 2007 revised 9 January 2009</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy VII - Unwinking Wit</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Who once dissolved defenses, insight deep, <br>now lies constrained, can't set smile's record straight, <br>remains in limbo, rhyming wait with weight, <br>while unresponsive muscles seek lost sleep.<br>Awake, asleep, dry eye must ever peep, <br>asleep, awake, lop-sided lips mouth late<br>and early struggle to articulate.<br>Paralysis struck swiftly, on guard keep<br>a wary eye while weary brain can't weep, <br>aware must wait while nearve link reprobate<br>plays tricks twixt life and Styx, active, probate.<br>Wit winks while eyelid left behind can't creep.<br>Two thirds recuperation prognosis<br>seems lot or little turning on Fate's kiss.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">4 December 2007</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell's Palsy VIII - From Hale to Pale</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Transpiration rains, stains sheets<br>as fiery fever overheats, <br>resistance encounters fixèd frown<br>as shivers flow from toe to crown.<br>Flesh challenges a viral band<br>subcutaneous and underhand.<br>From hale to pale man's tale must meet<br>trail end conclusion with heartbeats<br>accelerating 'til, peaks spanned, <br>the pulse falls silent, pride unmanned.<br>To other matters turns a town<br>whose wit walls tall Time whittles down.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Hope's promises spin scope's deceits, <br>will's health spills wealth, itself defeats, <br>to common earth uncommon noun<br>descends, all ends, worms' winding gown.<br>No guarantees, none understand<br>Canute's complaint, tide's vain command.<br>Mind wanders, speech seems out of reach<br>to numb lips dumb, example teach<br>of soundless song, numb tongue can't preach.<br>Imagination plays the clown<br>with hopes and fears, tears can't course down<br>for lachrymosal saraband<br>well tainted, dries, laments waste land. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>4 December 2007 revised 9 January 2009</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell's Palsy IX - Unexpected</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>The blow fell unexpectedly. Through senses<br>stablized, peripheral vision dropped, <br>s[l]ight blurring, palsy light, field, focus cropped, <br>by hanging eyelid slack. One lacked defences.<br>The body, ill-prepared, lost eye lined fences<br>symetrical because some muscles stopped<br>reflex reflections, on the hop caught, flopped<br>out dry-eyed. For most, the shock immense is.<br>Hospital - with zero sum expenses -<br>in Paris proved eye-opener when chopped<br>capacity de[p]leted. For who've shopped<br>around for cheap insurance, confidence is<br>dependant upon damage to the brain<br>until luck sets the record straight again.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>4 December 2007 slightly revised 9 January 2009</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy X - Date With Ephemerality </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Death draws our existential veil ajar<br>As far too close for comfort end appears<br>To jar hour conscious introspection, clears<br>External trappings' deck of pimped pomp's power.<br>Will fades as spade cold ashes stirs. Spark's char<br>Is comfort cold indeed. Tomorrow fears<br>Today's pearled sweat beads lead to heedless bier. <br>Hope, scope, ambitions, fall as shooting star<br>Evanescence illustrates - space-bar<br>Perpetuation mocks as farce, 'tis clear, <br>Hence now, tomorrow nothing, presses here.<br>EMotions on Time's oceans fade afar.<br>ERA over, memory departs, <br>LIfe That Yearns Time spurns, fresh cycle starts. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Acrostic Sonnet DATE WITH EPHEMERALITY written 4 December 2007</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell's Palsy XI - Schemes Dreamed</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Before the clock rang four nine sonnets sprang<br>spontaneous as rain on window pane<br>drummed up old drams while drowning out cold pain, <br>symphonic salvoes which strange pattern sang.<br>Mouth, paralysed, retained an acrid tang, <br>mind free, yet captive, found both loss and gain, <br>schemes dreamed to conjur up lost wit again, <br>discomfort caught, dismissed eye's mist, lip's hang.<br>Nor cause for whimpers, nor earth-shaking bang, <br>life side tied, right maintains refrain<br>in sonnet write from which one can't refrain, <br>ignoring rhyme rules homonyms would ban.<br> Beside a lamplit bed one, shadowed, lies, <br> Another bed, with other ties, sad sighs.<br> </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>5 December 2007</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell's Palsy XII - On Dort</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Numb, number seven optic nerve<br>from sacred mission seemed to swerve, <br>no forewarning was observed, <br>nor premonition ere encore.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Facial features paralysed, <br>symetry quite jeopordized, <br>lip and eye anaesthetized, <br>and no volition, so 'on dort'.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">5 December 2007</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">note: On Dort French - (One is) sleeping</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Bell's Palsy XIII - Virus, Virus</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Virus, virus striking fast, <br>will you get your man at last? <br>brush his pomp and pride away, <br>no tomorrow for today? <br>In life's nerveless nervy vale<br>gods and goods prove no avail.<br>What withstands bands viral? Use<br>of eye and mouth the fates refuse, <br>as what once bloomed for one sweet hour<br>finds doomed, entombed, its finite power.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Palsy puts an end to winking, <br>but it should not stop one thinking, <br>There is something missing, missing, <br>where mouth, unmoving, miss kissing.<br>Eyelid slack, blue view unblinking, <br>tearless turns upon scene drinking<br>in absudity cross-crissing<br>reference points, all bliss dismissing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Virus, virus failing fast, <br>crisis now seems over, passed<br>to other eyes, their season seize<br>with seizure he who sees soon flees.<br>Although one week, weak overcast<br>impatient patient lay downcast, <br>modern medicine soon frees<br>the system from discomfort's freeze<br>as tears cascade to show again<br>that happiness may flow sans peine. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> <br>Parody after Ann and Jane Taylor Twinkle, Twinkle, little star and William Blake Tyger written 5 December 2007</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy XIV - Dew Diligence</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Dew diligence when eyelid is denied<br>control of wink, when blink becomes a feat<br>beyond the ken of mice and men, conceit<br>melts to humility, while cares abide.<br>Heartbeat accelerates to concide<br>with worry, movements taken for a ride<br>by malady haphazard striking fleet.<br>Fixed expression canvas could complete<br>as flexibility falls to one side, <br>focus reduced, no longer far and wide, <br>too close for comfort, wanders off the beat.<br>Pride, knocked for skittles, cannot make ends meet, <br>patience, once praised, stays stage-struck, sorely tried.<br>Fixed interest stocks soar, gilt lining’s sought<br>to train too slack to credit outlook taut.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>5 December 2007<br> </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy XV - Dissymmetry</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Confusion from confusion must adjust<br>to face tomorrow’s out of kilter grin<br>with humour ‘til the specialists non-plussed<br>seize on season’s reason, find win-win<br>solution to an accident now cussed<br>in no uncertain terms as worms begin<br>to lay their weight on current state where lust<br>must bridled be, - who’d seek as kith and kin<br>one open eye, one which retains unfussed<br>perspective, lacks control of muscle spin<br>to twin both sides in unison true, just.<br>Dissymmetry becomes a moral gin<br>and handicap self-efident, untrussed<br>is optic nerve from verse which would begin<br>to laugh at luck, continue tongue in cheek<br>to find new way to strength transformed from weak.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>5 December 2007<br> </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy XVI - To Test Frontiers</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Inertia catalyzes swift reaction<br>testing limits unbeknownst before, <br>experienced elsewhere, though, we ignore<br>discomforts which might hamper freedom, action.<br>Impervious to muscular contraction, <br>left eyelid, lip, unable are to draw<br>lines which smile, frown designed, while vision poor<br>interferes, and adds unsought distraction.<br>In health, free from nervous petrifaction<br>few seek out illness, won’t by choice explore<br>the options close to those that chance, gene flaw<br>or accident are trapped, lose speech, sight, traction.<br>Fresh emphasis on disabilities<br>should top the list of our priorities. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">5 December 2007</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> <br>Bell's Palsy XVII - Temptations</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Blessed externals force the mind to turn<br>within to test perception shared by all<br>who, sight curtailed, or lost beyond recall, <br>must grasp at straws, effect and cause discern, <br>too well aware temptations bridges burn.<br>First impressions seem attaitned, ball<br>‘questions aye’s and no’s’, past free-for-all<br>is circumcised, undertain seems return<br>to ‘normalcy’ which, hitherto could earn<br>approval’s hallmark stamp. Cramps now forestall<br>options infinite. Cut and dried, in thrall, <br>one’s tied who far and wide went, wit withdrawn<br>from choice unlimited as on this page<br>fragility highlights restictive cage.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>5 December 2007</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br> <br>Bell's Palsy XVIII - Fragility</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Ink flows as if it knows that tale once writ<br>cannot rephrase a passing phase whose light<br>too soon extinguished must merge into night<br>where sot or sage blot page, through age unfit.<br>We’re puppets strung, hands wrung won’t change a bit<br>repeated role enforced by karmic spite.<br>If free-will reigns, there’s no pre-destined right<br>or wrong, no rung to heav’n, no roasting spit.<br>Through ‘accident’ or ‘fate’ fragility<br>in spotlight’s thrown, ‘to be, or not to be’<br>depends upon coincidence where rules<br>few follow with prescient authority.<br>Manage man age when palsied dry eye’s numb<br>is out of reach with speech deformed, near dumb.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>5 December 2007 revised 17 January 2008</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bell's Palsy XIX - Moving Finger Writes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Life's lease release few willing seek to peek<br>beyond the veil, to paradise, hell’s burns, <br>or purgatory. All fear trough and peak, <br>‘the vale from which no traveller returns’.<br>Who holds his peace, condemned by double-speak, <br>who acts his piece, slight recognition earns, <br>between the two what voice for choice may tweak<br>advancing chance, who causal dance discerns? <br>Confined, bedridden, both, unhappy lot<br>space, trace, forgot ‘as finger writes, moves on’<br>priorites more pressing are addressed<br>as movement muscular remains forgot<br>in race towards oblivion upon<br>a dice throw, soon replaced by other g[u]est.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=424734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>5 December 2007 revised 17 January 2009</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a></strong></div>