A Loop In the Soup

It’s been a year since I joined the soup, Meanwhile we’ve gone round the sun in a loop, Sadly some fell off, didn’t quite make it all the way, I’m clinging on, hoping to find one better day. But the loop continues, has to persist, Like our thoughts, it’s what makes us exist, So off we go on our journey, around once more, Headlong to tomorrow, unsure what’s in store. Creating poems of all shapes and every kind, Unaware what verse will next spring to mind, Oh boy then it comes, at once all together, A feeling of achievement moments of pleasure. Sometimes I wonder are they already written, Preprogrammed into life, an untapped composition, Latently buried, in the back of our mind, Placed there by creation, or maybe design. So like it or not, as we loop around the soup One thing I’m sure of, this life is no fluke, And that’s us in a nutshell, as we spiral through space, Today seems the same, but earths in a different place. PODIUM PLACING PROMISE(4) Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand 20 lines 03/01/2020