training wheels

on those first bike rides
she’d wobble both left and right
to find her balance

as if she knew then
that balance is nothing but
left and right wobbles

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This entry was posted on May 25, 2010 by . It was filed under SESSION 17 - The Undeniables, shades and echoes. .

3 responses

  1. somewhere else

    Hi Glen
    Beautiful stuff – really enjoy reading your work. Carry on!
    peace, Amy

    July 15, 2010 at 8:43 am

    Reply
  2. danrochelle

    I love the imagery in all your poems–simple yet vivid.

    July 29, 2010 at 12:03 pm

    Reply
  3. b r

    This made me smile. Thanks for sharing !

    -b

    August 17, 2010 at 1:11 pm

    Reply

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