Bounce...

~The ball
Has been courted.~

Merry, merry,
Quite contrary,
How does your
Existence grow?

Debutants
And leotards,
Pretty princesses,
All in a row.

Foosball, football,
Give a guy a break!

Bounce!

~Twilight stars
Without meaning.~

Very, very
Quite contrary,
How do you
Continue turning?

Wantoness
And pilgrimages,
Pretty pretenses,
All in a row.

Race-ball, face-ball,
Give a girl a break!

Bounce!

~This God
Has had enough.~

Sorry, sorry,
Quite contrary,
How now can I,
In spirit, grow?

Freedom’s nest,
And coward’s breast,
Pretty pathetic,
All in a row.

Preach ball, reach ball,
Give a world a break!

Bounce…

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 3/4/07