Author: Photo credit Sebastian Wahlhutter
Image: Leisurely Hammock Crossing (here)
somewhere up high in the sky
I had my short leisure in a hammock
I had my short leisure in a hammock
it was there and then it moved
a slow pace like a tired red fox
along a line bridge together with many others
my short leisure of merriment
has no bearing whatsoever on heights
no time to worry
it is a straight destination to the other end
to experience a rare moment in space
with a deep fall down below
but extending an alternative if it fails to move
all is not lost, a fulfilment of sorts somewhere
a choice offered in jest above the Kansas Prairie
holding the key of life
against a slight wind.
how it offered a simple solution
the beauty of a bungee jump
with no strings attached
The Original Poem
Lost in Plain SightBY PETER SCHNEIDER
Somewhere recently
I lost my short-term memory.
It was there and then it moved
like the flash of a red fox
along a line fence.
My short-term memory
has no address but here
no time but now.
It is a straight-man, waiting to speak
to fill in empty space
with name, date, trivia, punch line.
And then it fails to show.
It is lost, hiding somewhere out back
a dried ragweed stalk on the Kansas Prairie
holding the shadow of its life
against a January wind.
weejars at MLMM's Photo Challenge#387
Laura at d'Verse Poetics - lost poems
and found poetry
I want lots of strings attached!
ReplyDeleteOh no please... such a jump is not healthy.
ReplyDeleteThank you do much Hank, for sharing your words, and that amazing picture — exjilerating! 👍🏼🙂
ReplyDeleteA bungee jump with no strings attached is a fine metaphor for life.
ReplyDeleteLOL, yes!
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