Life bounces like Ben next door, as he leaps and flips on a backyard trampoline.
Like peach blossoms that burst from bulging buds come day and retreat at night.
Like bubbles popping one by one to the surface of a ferment-scented poolish.
But the dark side’s alive in these similes, like in life. Will Ben fly too far,
landing hard, head kissing the rocky ground? Will a May hard frost dash hopes
for peaches swimming in cream? Will the dough flatten? Will life plummet?
A life ricochets, shoots along a manic roller coaster, soaring up
through stratospheric elation, diving down to delusional depths of despair,
out of control, possessed by an angelic, demonic, bipolar, rapscallion.
A brain swirls, like a seductive siren twirling in an A-line, V-neck dress,
dizzy with delight, who collapses, spent, dejected, undesired, alone.
A poet poises at a precipice, preps, then trampolines away to a primal poem.
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Definition of poolish for those who are free from baking bread: a highly fluid yeast-cultured dough. It's a type of pre-ferment traditionally used in the production of French bakery products.
Thank you for sharing your poem! I like it. Life IS an adventure, a learning experience, however it comes. I'm thankful for this. Have a great day!! XO
Good morning, Danielle.
A poem I wrote recently:
Trampolines
Phil, April 2024
Life bounces like Ben next door, as he leaps and flips on a backyard trampoline.
Like peach blossoms that burst from bulging buds come day and retreat at night.
Like bubbles popping one by one to the surface of a ferment-scented poolish.
But the dark side’s alive in these similes, like in life. Will Ben fly too far,
landing hard, head kissing the rocky ground? Will a May hard frost dash hopes
for peaches swimming in cream? Will the dough flatten? Will life plummet?
A life ricochets, shoots along a manic roller coaster, soaring up
through stratospheric elation, diving down to delusional depths of despair,
out of control, possessed by an angelic, demonic, bipolar, rapscallion.
A brain swirls, like a seductive siren twirling in an A-line, V-neck dress,
dizzy with delight, who collapses, spent, dejected, undesired, alone.
A poet poises at a precipice, preps, then trampolines away to a primal poem.
.
Definition of poolish for those who are free from baking bread: a highly fluid yeast-cultured dough. It's a type of pre-ferment traditionally used in the production of French bakery products.
Thank you for sharing your poem! I like it. Life IS an adventure, a learning experience, however it comes. I'm thankful for this. Have a great day!! XO