Coin Toss ... or Not
by Seah Greenhorn
(Poem it copyright)
(Poem it copyright)
Flying
spinning
in sun, sleet or rain
tossed by a devil
cloaked
wise, though insane.
Heads--headed downward.
Tails--trailing too.
Still rushing the mud
under somebody's shoe
made by blood, urine, booze.
Anyway you lose.
Or cradled.
The palm?
A trusty hand.
Never to fling you to randomly land.
Since given a choice
what coin would you be?
Flung in the air.
For a time, careless and free?
Trusting fate to control?
Or allow yourself security?
Gratefully collected
placed lovingly inside
a grand treasury?
Making decisions
slaps chance
in the face.
A sensation worth
an everlasting
joyful peaceful pace!
spinning
in sun, sleet or rain
tossed by a devil
cloaked
wise, though insane.
Heads--headed downward.
Tails--trailing too.
Still rushing the mud
under somebody's shoe
made by blood, urine, booze.
Anyway you lose.
Or cradled.
The palm?
A trusty hand.
Never to fling you to randomly land.
Since given a choice
what coin would you be?
Flung in the air.
For a time, careless and free?
Trusting fate to control?
Or allow yourself security?
Gratefully collected
placed lovingly inside
a grand treasury?
Making decisions
slaps chance
in the face.
A sensation worth
an everlasting
joyful peaceful pace!
© Lucretia Mccloud, 3 hours ago
One hundred words..Write a poem for contest Life's A Coin Toss
In the coin toss of life, there are two obvious results – heads (obverse), or tails (reverse). Occasionally though, life throws a curve ball and it comes up on edge!
I want to hear about one of these edge times – real or fantasy! Usual AP rules apply, and try to keep it about 100 words. Humor is preferred, and I’m a sucker for double-entendres!
Fill your boots!
Based on Deut. Thirty: nineteen and twenty.
In the coin toss of life, there are two obvious results – heads (obverse), or tails (reverse). Occasionally though, life throws a curve ball and it comes up on edge!
I want to hear about one of these edge times – real or fantasy! Usual AP rules apply, and try to keep it about 100 words. Humor is preferred, and I’m a sucker for double-entendres!
Fill your boots!
Based on Deut. Thirty: nineteen and twenty.
