My future curves under, around like a ball,
Rolling back out behind in an endless hall,
Moving further ahead, running out of time,
What’s gone before, continually rewinds,
The present is below, trying to catch up,
If only could go lateral, might be enough,
Can I turn and go back, no definitely not!
Counterintuitively, stay on the same spot,
Sounds really strange, but that’s just life,
An arrow orbiting, in geostationary flight,
Impossible to return, through cosmic time,
Next verse is easier, will explain my rhyme,
On an airport Travelator, going the wrong way,
Got very last call, my planes almost away,
By
David Kavanagh.
Categories:
counterintuitively, confusion, humorous, irony, life,
Form: Rhyme
It unfurls itself along the x-axis
with a contained passion, fluctuating
between -1 and 1 like a photon
whose brightness is one of an infinite number
of dimensionless values, coherent, distinguishable,
continuous.
It is counterintuitively optimistic; it insists
that half of a pie should be called pi radians.
It confuses to enlighten; it sends our minds rolling
through loops, performing flips and inversions
until we step backward
and see a straight line.
Categories:
counterintuitively, beautiful, high school, identity,
Form: Free verse