Switch
Switch over
Switch over quick
Aunties antics
Giving me the pips
Shadowy answers
Fix another drink
The mind boggles
Mind blowing
Can't kick against the pricks
Believe it when you see it
Believe it and you can
Soul explanation for the life of man
Come the winner that those thought a joke
Is the joke on you or the joke on me
Aunties now your uncles glory be
All things are possible
Peculiar stuff
The heart sets the tone
Returns to the dust
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments5
Well written, your closing lines about the heart and dust evoke existential reflections on mortality and the cyclical nature of life.
Valiantstar, I enjoyed the way the poem keeps changing direction. One moment it feels playful, the next philosophical, then spiritual. It mirrors the way thoughts can leap from one realization to another. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
This poem starts of in a most playful manner it seems to be joking with the reader but the last line brings us back to earth literally to the dust. Well done
Goads are interesting travelling equipment, specifically propulsion-wise.
You get it!
Tremendous
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