We Write Poetry: Prompt #52 Limits
Life is But a See Saw
Wednesday
Middle of the week
Center of the see saw
Which end will be up
Which will be down
No way to know
Or to even know
If one is better
Than the other
Up
Feels like flying
Down
Feet on the ground
No correction needed
One in the same
Up then down
As one follows the other
There is no way
To confuse the order
Of the up and down
Limits set and prescribed
Long before the
Creation of the see saw
Children at play
On the playground
Our day goes on
Up and down
Life is but a see saw
If I were to edit this, perhaps the first stanza is all that is needed.
Life is But a See Saw
Wednesday
Middle of the week
Center of the see saw
Which end will be up
And which will be down
No way to know
Or even to know
If one is better
Than the other
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Poetics Asides/ Wednesday Poetry Prompts #130: On the other hand
On the Other Hand
The words come back to me
From a country western song
A favorite
Simple direct
Easy to hum along
A golden band
On the left hand
A union
Holy and sane
Applies only in dreams
Of young girls
Dancing round the May pole
Dropping red and pink
Searching for security
Promise forever
When no one
Has forever to give
No matter the song
Or how easy to hum along
On the other hand
The hand given
In companionship
A loving partner
Is indeed a gift
To be treasured
Simple direct
Perfect union
Easy to hum along
"Forever" will take
Care of itself
Do, do, doodle, do
Easy to hum along
Sometimes I so entertain myself, I get carried away. Perhaps this piece is too long, no pay off. If I edited it, this is what it would be.
On the Other Hand
The hand given
In companionship
A loving partner
Is indeed a gift
To be treasured
Simple direct
Perfect union
A song
Easy to hum along
