Standing up, on top
straddling the seesaw
one foot on each side, now.
Whichever way I lean
sends the upside down
and the downside up.
Slippery slide
to the flip-side
is unworkable.
It's lunge, parry
riposte.
- Author: John Richard Anderson (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 4th, 2021 00:07
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
Good write John.
Thanks for that. Cheers
Memories from childhood,John? (can't believe you are still at it). Bought back my memories, anyway - thanks.
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