- Non-Erotic Poetry
- going forward, backwards
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Going forward, backwards
I never feel like I am going against the grain when I go north to town or when I head south to go home. Forward is east and west is where I was just moments ago on this giant ball spinning through our solar system. Perhaps we are Gia's fleas and are not particular of what we ride only thankful that we have yet to be scratched off. Like riding in an automobile or on a train after awhile we settle into the constant motion. I suppose that's why baby's wabble when they learn to walk till they obtain balance; looking just like the astronauts televised moon walk, before they get their sea legs upon this water filled world. Earth bound, I was sitting on the back porch, pinned by the gravity of the situation, facing east, watching the sun set when it dawned on me; the house is going forward, backwards.
- COMMENTS
wildsweetoneover 16 years agoi mentioned this submission in the New Poem Review thread in the Poetry Forum. the 50% temp rating here is so that it does not affect other temp ratings that follow. - wildsweetone
Tihmmnmmover 16 years agoI love messing with these things, and I love reading them, like this one. To think that we live on constant spin cycle, but if we think of it too much... well, maybe we should. You've put a smile on my face today. Aren't they fun?
