This is a poem that hangs in the balance (like a well aimed rifle.)
Or if it were slapstick a well aimed trifle.
an aquired taste, a bit like mustard.
or more to most taste a bit like custard.
A poem which hangs in the balance,
could be about the scales of things.
or a bird on a twig flapping its wings.
Or a poet on a wire over Niagra Falls.
(what do they do if nature calls?)
I suppose on balance no-one would notice.
(Is that what they mean by 'Shake a leg' )
This is a poem that hangs in the balance
just like a rhyme that's short of a word.
Poems can be like funny moods, a bit absurd!
Author notes
Oh I forgot to add this. 'Change In Life'?. To become a better poet. It's why I'm here, but to be me too, and not to think on rails. To be me! And every day that hangs in the balance, just like my poetry.
A contest entry
- Ten Thousand Points of Rhyme - The Invitational! Named Poets Only by cricketjeff.
6500 points, ended April 4, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This was such a delight to read. Quite unique!! I love my poetry too. It is who I am. Best of luck in the contest. You take care, Sandy
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Way to write outside the box. I enjoyed this journey as it took me to new and unusual places, like a fun exploration.
Yes, every day hangs in the balance, like poetry.
And I like the fact that you are you. This world wouldn't be the same if you weren't who you are.
Love this! Best to you in the contest!
Kelly
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I have to admit to loving poetry that seems just that little bit outside of the box.In fact i love this one and wanted to read more Guess that the title goes so well with how it left me feeling Great piece Good luck in the contest
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A tricky poem,
that teases the reader
to scroll down the lines,
following the rhymes,
making sense lightly.
A true delight!
Aesthete
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