Closely related apparatus
Associated with some kind
of circus song (and dance) ,
but like a busted guitar,
could not play two cords;
And like trying to pick-up
someone up after downing
several drinks, kept moving
around the bar – although,
I was just learning the ropes,
unlike the Mayflower, they
make every move look
effortless;
Should have been more like
a seasoned magician that
pulls a rabbit out of a
black hat – knows all the
tricks; or like a moonshiner
that doesn’t move from a
still position; but then, I
thought, maybe chains that
hang off the ankles; how about
the following – thrown on a peak
like a mountain climber; a child
in a playground – gravity creates
the swing; but I always felt like
the South at Gettysburg – beaten
back; however, somehow though
I felt safe – it’s all done with
mirrors and a safety net!
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
Love Tinka
I like the imagery here... "Trapeze" swings and sings in circus of mind.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bandavi ben-YEHU
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.