To: Kay Syrah
Sad Gymnast of Inertia
you are transfixed by
Invisible strings
Puppet like humanoid
Caught suspended
in a hard place
Struggle to move
Mountains, collect
the beaches sand,
Grain by grain,
....All in vain.
Sad Gymnast of inertia
Heavy burden
as hard water
Rust in the veins
Flat liner....
Sad Gymnast of Inertia
Lock jaw mime
Devil may care
Rhyme
in time warped
Occupancy of
Astro space
Oligarchical
Ruler in a land
of jesters, comics
Half wits, fools.
Sad Gymnast of Inertia...
bentfeather
a/k/a MLH
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To: bentfeather; Camachee; January24th
Yes you do poetry.
Inertia II.
Forward, back
the pendulum
swings, and
the puppet gymnast
on the rings
respects the physics
of mass
at the edges
of maximum velocity
where the rosined
fingers defy
the laws of falling
as philosophy
And there
the will finds
the moment that turns
the movement back
when muscles pull
with the turn
of the weighty
into the weightless
giving the aching
fist relief
all arcs have respites
no matter how brief,
and puppet gymnasts must
hold their own strings.
78 posted on
12/09/2003 6:05:28 AM PST by
Kay Syrah
(nice finish)
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