You played me like a slinky

Stretching my coils back and forth…

Knowing I would always spring back.

But now the time has come.

I’ve been stretched to the limit;

No longer do I have that smooth flow…

Always a perfect fit from hand to hand.

Instead, I am pulled out of shape…

Hung out to bounce in the wind.

Still a little spring left in me;

But, I will never be the same.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

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55 thoughts on “Slinky

  1. Okay…reading as it is with the illustration…it’s the slinky on the birdfeeder to the chagrin of squirrels who want some food!
    But metaphorically, it’s the love affair and the damage done. Such an excellent metaphor!

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  2. Dwight,
    This extended (pardon the pun) analogy works great as the story of the slinky in the photo and a misused lover. Poignantly expressed for both cases! Clever decoration for the bird feeder, btw.

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