Short The Other Way Around Poems

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Feeling Done

I remember when a penny felt to me like a poundBut now due to inflation it's the other way around
Indiana Shaw . . . : /

© Indiana Shaw  

Subdue the Rage

Fury tells me what to do, not the other way around
As I decide whether to speak, its quiet fingers twist me
My oral wound bleeds for my profit, and "justified" is bait.

Written: May 14, 2023

© Sotto Poet  

The warm,soft breeze
turned me around
Beautiful strength,feline
panther steps
Smooth
Exciting me
Heat radiates from you
to me
or the other way around
As you pass by
Your scent lingering
though my nose to my
imagination
we connect
and always will.

© Tod Gaines  

Inane and Insane - Or Is It the Other Way Around

A sub human waste dump named Pence
Has thoughts that defy common sense 
And who wants this chump?
The assinine Trump
Who thinks with his rump so immense

What is something uproarious?
Her plan to be victorious
Who must to us speak
Since democracy’s Greek?
Hilarious Clintorius!

© Duke Beaufort  

things aren;t what they always seem
sometimes it could be the quite opposite
you've seen one thing
but it means another
like when someone says they don't like you
they could just mean
they don't like your personality
i could be rude, hateful, and say one thing
but i always mean it the other way around

© Diondra Johnson  

Dad saluted his great granddaughter Maia on skype
That was memorable  for me
Dad was a military man
A Brigadier General
They saluted him and not the other way around.

But to his 5 year old granddaughter 
He wheeled himself in front of the computer
And saluted her.

What a wonderful moment!
I'll never ever forget that moment.

© Ed Farolan  

Being kind,
is to risk getting hurt,
feeling like a sucker,
when others do not do
what you do for them.

Choosing it,
nonetheless,
is courage,
while selfishness is cowardice,
not the other way around.

Kindness challenges injustice,
selfishness condones it,
the former innovates,
the latter follows
the follies of this fallen world.

© Jackie Chou  

HAVE NOT

				Two souls into one or is it
				the other way around? I have
				lost myself in the transformation.
				I do not regret how much I have
				loved. Does the fish curse the river
				for being too wet? Many secrets I have
				held but love is not one of them
				and should time reveal what I have
				lost she cannot take my memories.

© Phil Capitano  

When I’m asleep I dream of things,
That will never come to frutation like peace.
When I’m awake all I perceive is,
A land ravaged by malice, war, and un-blissful sins.
And here I was raised and though,
That these things that were supposed to go on the right went on the right,
And those that went on the left were supposed to go on the left.
Not the other way around.

© Guy-Adler Dorelien  

how many years
does it take to see
the More you have
the less you're free
the other way around
is what you'd think it'd be
the More you have
the less you need
but what you need
isn't always what you have
as we all could do
with a little less
and the less you have
the More you know
it's easier 
to let it go

...and when you find that
the less that you'll want

© Mike Hauser   

How Furious Are the Curious

How furious are the curious?
Or is it the other way around?
If you’re catty, are you necessarily batty?
I ponder these things with my regular doomsday frown.

How much drink will take me to the everlasting brink?
I know it may seem odd perhaps, but I just have to ask. 
You see these questions come up in my mind oh so pink.
When barkeep puts too much ale in my holiday flask.

© Caren Krutsinger  

The First Thanksgiving

The first Thanksgiving started way before the actual day.
In the spring when the natives taught the Pilgrims their seeds.
When they showed them how to plant and cultivate new produce.
If it had not been for the natives, the Pilgrims would not have made it.
It is strange that the depictions show the Pilgrims helping the Indians.
When it was truthfully the other way around from the get-go.

© Caren Krutsinger  

I Am That I Am

I Am That I Am pervading all space

That was until I acquired a human face

The brain was a slave, it is now my master

A whirlpool of thoughts moving faster & faster

The duality of life gave birth to illusion

Dwelling in the mind, it became the ‘I’ delusion 

I search in vain for the ‘Me’ with my mind, never found

For the mind is in ‘Me’, not the other way around 

06-August-2020

© Unseeking Seeker  

I thought I knew you
but then you changed
and then I knew you not

It wasn't a surprise
I had been expectant,
waiting, I was waiting

I knew we'd have to part

But I didn't know I'd cry

I didn't know you wouldn't care

I thought it'd be the other way around
you, holding your arms out to me
me, my back turned on you

I hope you're happy
I hope you'll be happy
I hope you never know that I am unhappy

Goodbye.

© Charleen Martinez  

Waiting Room

The hours go so fast 
Whenever I see you 
But minutes are eternity
In between the times I do
I really wish that it could be 
The other way around 
Where moments last for decades
And the second hand slows down

And so until our paths next cross
Each day I'll mark the end
With X's on my calendar,
The waiting I will spend
In coy anticipation
Of seeing you again 
Of swallowing my gum
The moment you walk in

© Andres Luis Bigote  

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Wryly he grins at the familiar thought
that he's once again eating late breakfast
over early lunch, or maybe just 
the other way around.

It amuses him he's still this unsure,
much like being still unable to tell
if the orange sun in a painting 
is rising or setting.

He gently brushes a strand of stray hair
from her cheek, tucks it soft behind her ear 
round her nape, a fleeting smile 
of  uncertainty in her sleep.

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© Romeo Naces  

He strums guitars over my head
While my cheeks are flushed pink
Like the sheets on my bed
Stolen glances will never come back
The pulse of my body
Screams loudly, “Heart attack!”
Oh, how the pillow hits my skull
Not the other way around
Pain from his voice is dull
No stars, solely strings to be heard
All twanged by his fingers
Fit perfect with his word
Electronic voice waves float below
A speaker pumping love
From this boy, a hello

© Ashley Daly  

My computer and I, always good friends,
Have avoided all the new-fangled trends.

Long ago I decided it would work for me,
Not the other way around, don’t you see?

I don’t need “Word” trying to get in my head!
For years, “Excel” has held me in good stead.

By modern standards, seen with the relics…
A monitor, keyboard, and a mouse that clicks.

I’m too old to change, my old ways I’ll cling,
For I can still make my old computer sing!

© Betty Janko  

Conundrum

If mass equals energy
why don’t I have more energy?  
It seems to happen to me
in inverse proportions.
The more pounds I weigh
the less energy I have.
The less energy expended,
then the more mass!

If I reversed this trend
and expended more energy
I suppose I would lose pounds.
Or, is it the other way around?
If I lose the weight
I will then have more energy?
Whichever it is, weight loss
doesn’t seem to be in 
my immediate future.

© Barbara Peckham  

You don’t need me, you need her,
though you think
the other way around,
deceived by my eyes, my hands:
the warm glow of my gaze,
the soft skin.
The kind gentle voice
consoling you 
in your darkest times

But you need her,
who has a rock solid ego,
who is not afraid 
to swim with you in deep water,
for she will rise up 
no matter how many times 
she has been pushed down.
Her arms are strong 
to lift you when you're drowning,
her feet rough for walking

© Jackie Chou  

We swiped left, then swiped right. Mostly out of curiosity or just to get through another boring night.

I swiped left, you swiped right. It can be that way or the other way around.

I swiped left and you also swiped left. Now we can never meet in person or maybe that’s just our fate.

I swiped right and you also swiped right. I guess we made the right decision, is my assumption precise?

Yeah! So maybe we met on Tinder, but  someday I hope to put a ring on your finger.

© Kaylo Miguel Alatraca  

The Baptism of Jesus was a great experience and because of it, you and I are moved.
When Jesus was baptized, God Said "This is my son, the beloved, whom I have approved".
When Jesus asked John to baptize him, John thought it should be the other way around.
Jesus got into the water and he was dipped down.
Jesus wasn't baptized for repentance of sin but because he could do his Father's will.
Jesus is the glorious son of The Almighty God and I love them both, that is how I feel.

© Randy Johnson  

Why judge when you don’t know that person?
You don’t know what they been through,
How would you feel if it was the other way around?
That person doesn’t have anyone but I guess you don’t care 
Everyone left them
No mom
No dad
No family at all
Why judge someone when you know nothing that’s going on in their life?
Why make them feel like they’re nothing?
Why belittle their existence?
Making them want to die
what is it don’t you like about them
And it’s not like they did something to you!

© Dizae Jones