This wheel doesn’t turn

For all of us who have had misbehaving trolleys. This is one of my ideas of the nightmares the suburbs hold and which imagination can conquer.

Ripple Poetry

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Image Credit Creative Commons, some rights reserved Michael Scott

This wheel doesn’t turn
the way that it should
it just has a soul of its own.

Frustration is crawling
under my skin
wheeling all over my day.

This wheel doesn’t turn
the way that it should
left is right
right is left
oh how I wish it would burn.

This feral stray
ignores toddlers’ screaming dismay
This suburban dragon metal
oh how I long it a kettle.

I want to escape
but not sure that I can
with a wheel that don’t
want to turn.

Time now I be a knight
train this disobedient trolley
left for left
right for right
but its like an unruly
windy upturned brolley.

So now I use logic’s magic
take left for right
and right for left
to help us out through the maze.

I think we can, I think we can
ride our…

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Published by June

Writer, photographer, lover of unity in diversity in thought and humanity - poet by nature, world citizen

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