Sunday, October 4, 2020

LEGS, a poem

 

          Featherlike I floated

          on my powerful legs

          through a long life,

          jogging for miles,

          bounding up stairs

         

          Now, a boulder

on the precipice

of real old age

expecting to fall

into the abyss

 

A tumble lies ahead

to vanish weightlessly

into whatever future

mysteriously awaits

after my earthly journey

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