May 18, 2019Two Poems
MY TRAMPOLINE
It’s special, it’s somewhere your imagination can jump wild
one minute you can be a frog
trying to jump from star to star
the next minute you can be a cat
trying to catch a mouse on a slippery black tile floor
or even your own planetarium where you can make up
your own star names,
and yet it’s just a little black circle in your back yard.
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MONEY
As light as a feather
as powerful as a bomb
one moment you’ll have it
then it’s gone.
from 2019 RYPA