After all
I lost
I am not sure
The road knows
My stumbles
That got me through
To the eye in the sky
Playing witness
At the finish line
Fall
Now
In a straight line
I can make it
Except this time
I struggle to get over
Dozens of hurdles
I cannot see
What I saw then
It must be false
Go
Now
Listen carefully
Because I must
Lower my head
To avoid getting hurt
Stop
Now
I knew it would be hard
With my ears closed
During the escape
Through the field
For a trip
Over the hurdles
Falling face first
Is unfortunately
All I remember
Right now
Before going back
(Now read the poem from bottom to top)
Clever! Nicely done, Paul, and little message in there for all of us. ;o)
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Glad you could take something away from it! It was so challening to write this poem.
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Of that I have no doubt. It looks like a great deal of thought went into it. But, it came out beautifully. Very creative effort.
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Thanks Paul!
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You got it. ;o)
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Aha! I see what you did there, Paul! Clever, clever…nice poem. 🙂
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Thanks! Was quite difficult to pull off!
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Very impressive! I love poems like that.
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Thank you!!
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This is some craymazing ish, Panda! Hope you had a great Thanksgiving!
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haha thanks! Canadian Thanksgiving is in October. It was great!
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I love it more upside-down. I really enjoy your poetry Paul.
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I like it better that way too. Glad you enjoy them!
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I liked more from bottom to top 🙂
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Good 🙂 That’s how it should be!
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If only we weren’t that twisted 😂😂
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