This door is alarmed
the window’s shattered
the roof’s as high as a kite
the walls are staggered
the fence takes offence
the footpath’s flat broke
the streets are a-mazed
the city’s dist-urbed
the continents are adrift
the world is a worldwind
that’s our wonky universe
inaverse
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Ponderings of a retired Tasmanian, animal loving, book reading, travelling, motorbike riding penguin, growing old disgracefully, who still loves old Penguin books and sharing our world with others.
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Book reviews, poetry and all kinds of literary fun
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The nail is driven?
driven crazy?
I’m not averse
To controversial
Thoughts
Quite the reverse
Diverse thoughts
Even perverse thoughts
Can be a diversion
From overt reality
But when I observe conversation
Becoming confrontation
And worse
That’s the obverse
Of the coin
And I curse in frustration
Or turn to verse
Calm
grove does no
harm
even his curses
are verses
Sounds a bit like Ogden Nash.
Leslie
Thanks, Leslie, maybe that’s a distant influence, though the immediate inspiration was Gert’s wonky universe | inaverse.
Classic Ogden Nash to me….
Thanks for making me laugh! It’s just what I needed.
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