A Cool Head and No Control – Verse Us (Poems by Me)

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Against the wheel

Putting the cart under the cosmos

We don’t have much hope

to damper its momentum.

But breathing at the edge

Of a hurtling rock (2.7 million mph)

Hints to me

We stay on the cart and leave the brakes alone.

Juggling is where it’s at

We can at least be on contact

With what we think we regulate

And blame it on the driver if we drop the balls.

Control – Latin contra- “against” + rotulus, diminutive of rota “wheel”

Verse Us - Poems I write: haiku, senryu, mesostics, free verse, random word constructions, I might even use rhyme or meter once and a while.

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