We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Vowels are architectural structures, emoting many views. Climbing A to dive into O so filled with chocolate pudding. I love th'experience to know, while playing with my wording. A jungle gym is E to me and I the fireman's pole. I swing like Olga Korbut free and slide down quickest goal. But U is surfed to greatest Joy by skateboard's wondrous skill! The rider's love's without alloy in half-pipe's lasting thrill! But consonants are constant thrills, like many colored C's. The reds and oranges of stills with depths of bluest freeze. Yet waves are shaped like C's and G's and J's and S's, too. Let's ride the boogie board on knees and shoot the pipeline through. Our target practice narrows much from curious Q to D, But smaller yet the panes and such from B and R to P. The friends of E are swingers, too, but could be window panes. Put F, H, L, T in one view... two windows right as rain. Put F and T as door's top half with H and L below. Together is a door we graph that little people know. The sliding letters children love are M, V, W, Y And K and X more slides above with N - Z rolling by. Perspective is the beauty choice of those, who dare to see. In playful thoughts we all rejoice at soul so newly free! So, slide on letters, jump in pools, climb up vowels without your rules! Make your doors and ride your waves! Skate on board as heart so brave! Then in alphabetic zoo pet the animals so true. When in Kindergarten's days, Alligator A displays. When your horsey goes to jail, There's no more letters to assail For zebra has the stripes on he as people, who perspective see. by Jay O'Toole on March 10th, 2018 |