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Cyber-Psalm 56
Categories: Cyber-Psalm

My mouth is full of thistles.
Others ascend with their balloon.
Mine has burst.

My head is down.
My eyes downcast.
The world is a thistley and dusty place.

[Bounce!]

I’ve been bounced.
Suddenly I see the sky.
I’m floating like a Pooh stick.

Clouds and bees and balloons!
A bridge. My friends.
What is that rock for?

[Whoosh!]

I’ve been whooshed.
Back on my feet.
Thistles and dust.

But I remember the sun
and the clouds and the bees.
Thank you, I suppose.


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1 Comment to “Cyber-Psalm 56”

  1. another of those psalms picturing real life (as supposed to all smiles), hence a psalm others can relate to … thank you, I suppose

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