I’m Rubber, You’re Glue



love is a ball.

A globe you can hold
in your hand,

and that fine

 t         h       w      a       c       k

it makes
as it hits
the far wall.


prompted by toads

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14 Responses to I’m Rubber, You’re Glue

  1. sanaarizvi says:

    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,

  2. Kerry says:

    You show us how it should be done… Just take the words and bounce them against the wall!

  3. “…and that fine

    t h w a c k”,

  4. Well “thwack” you’ve hit it spot on with this one!

  5. gillena says:

    Love is indeed, all that, De
    Happy you dropped in to read mine

    much love…

  6. Rommy Driks says:

    That has got to be one of the most brilliant constructions I’ve seen.

  7. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:


  8. Jim says:

    Fun reading, De. and Safe until … home run?

  9. M says:

    for some reason Pat Benatar came to mind , reading this ~

  10. kim881 says:

    It has shape, I can feel the ball in my hands – and it’s inspired, De!

  11. The t h w a c k did it fir me…such a , well, thwacky, feel.

  12. Khaya Ronkainen says:

    Thwack! You made me laugh. Thank you for the delightful read.😅

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