I stopped to pick up the bagel
rolling away in the wind,
annoyed with myself
for having dropped it
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adorable... sometimes it's enough to keep it simple... this poem is memorable and amusing
I think Bob French got it right. I liked this poem also. Thanks for sharing.
Really like how simple this poem is. Reminds me that a friend of mine who teaches theology once compared the Trinity to a pretzel. I like to think of this bagel as eternity, representing how life keeps rolling on despite our little problems, which seem big in the perspective of the here and now.
There is nothing like that giddy feeling of childhood.Bravo for connecting with the innerchild.
Ah yes the floor here is made out of floor, which symbolizes the effect of post war russia's effect on the class system of poland, obviously