..
Oh,
love is a ball.
Spherical.
A globe you can hold
in your hand,
safe;
and that fine
t h w a c k
it makes
as it hits
the far wall.
..
prompted by toads.
..
Oh,
love is a ball.
Spherical.
A globe you can hold
in your hand,
safe;
and that fine
t h w a c k
it makes
as it hits
the far wall.
..
prompted by toads.
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Ooooh I absolutely adore this, De!❤️ Your poem is not only fun and light-hearted but it also emits hidden wisdom as well! 🙂 Especially love the idea of love as “Spherical. A globe you can hold in your hand, safe.” Beautifully executed. Thank you so much for participating!❤️
Lots of love,
Sanaa
You show us how it should be done… Just take the words and bounce them against the wall!
“…and that fine
t h w a c k”,
indeed!
Well “thwack” you’ve hit it spot on with this one!
Love is indeed, all that, De
Happy you dropped in to read mine
much love…
That has got to be one of the most brilliant constructions I’ve seen.
Yes!
fucken right.
Fun reading, De. and Safe until … home run?
..
Ha, terrific.
for some reason Pat Benatar came to mind , reading this ~
It has shape, I can feel the ball in my hands – and it’s inspired, De!
The t h w a c k did it fir me…such a , well, thwacky, feel.
Thwack! You made me laugh. Thank you for the delightful read.😅