the new world
waits, like a penny
to pick up
which face lands up
on a dime
I fine these times to be very trying, I can relate well to this wonderful piece of writing.
…the new world
is every day and
which side of the bed….
…who says we have to
Hee, hee. No-one says you need to flip. Sometimes I spin it and put it in my pocket instead 😉
“the new world waits like a coin to pick up” YAY! I love this line. It’s true.
Thanks, Alice–It is so very much what we make of it after we pick it up 😉
I like this poem a lot. It says it all.
pretty much a balance of heads or tails, no matter which said the coin drops, it always seems unfair for this world to guess the horrible things that might occur.
Thanks, Charlie. I think it is all open, and ours is the choice to make it either good (or not so good). Or to make good the shit that rains on all of us from time to time.
Yes, and its the choice of a new generation (he opens a bottle of pepis and drinks and smiles). 🙂
Say, have you read what I posted today? check it.
Going there now!
I’d like to know what lies behind this poem. Rules changing on a dime.
Not really sure anymore, as I rescued this from my drafts folder. I am not sure it was more than just whimsy at the time I wrote it 😉
Clever and cute.
At the same time it makes me think of those intentions experiments.
Ohhhhh, what a great connect-the-dot-er you are Nelle! It is a little like those experiments.
ha. i like the play between penny and dime….
it is def ready to be discovered and we take our chances with it as well
like flipping that coin
Oh, we so take our chances with life, Brian, don’t we. Heads or tails, yes or no. It is all a gamble.
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