Nearly nicked myself shaving,
as often I do
when the soap is too soft
and the sky too blue
Almost slipped in the shower,
which happens a bit
when the floor’s too flighty,
the soap too soft,
the sky too blue
and my heart goes hop skip flip
Could’ve choked upon my tea,
which ain’t so rare at all
when the tea leaves leave too late,
soap too soft
sky too blue
heart hop skip flip
floor too flighty
and I free-fall through the hall
Nearly got run over
by No. 63
because the bus was ruby-red
soap too soft
sky too blue
hop skip flip
floor too flighty
leaves too late
through the hall
and I’m feeling not quite me
Almost disengaged your gate –
I do it quite a lot –
when it won’t co-operate
not quite me
was ruby-red
free-fall hall
tea too late
floor too flighty
hop skip flip
sky too blue
soap too soft
and it’s already eight o’clock
Stumbled on your doorstep –
much easier than you’d think –
when the stones say welcome home
already eight
co-operate
not quite me
was ruby-red
free-fall through
tea left late
floor too flighty
hop skip flip
sky too blue
soap too soft
and the path is pearly pink
Nearly fell into your arms –
which has never happened yet –
because your eyes are oh so bright
path pearly pink
already eight
co-operate
say welcome home
I’m not quite me
was ruby-red
fell through the hall
too late left
the flighty floor
went hop skip flip
free soft blue sky
free soft blue sky
Erm… Sorry I’m late.
Super! I really like this poem.
Thanks, Lucia!