from the playground:
beware of the storm
lightning struck
he ducked
it saved his skin
he was a little singed
but not burnt
to a crisp
it cleared up
his limp
and his lisp
being scared
to death
but he didn’t die
he had learned
never to hide
under
More from the playground:
coexistence
a crossing
from this
to that
realizing
both sides
nearly the same
1 needs
to be tamed
the rebel
seeking freedom
the cautious
remaining content
the grappling
whether
to cross
the bridge
or stay firmly
planted