You can spin
until you’re dizzy,
you can swing
from tree to tree,
a lie is still a lie,
the truth is
what I see,
my mother would have
scolded me,
she would have
scolded me.
poetry I have written
You can spin
until you’re dizzy,
you can swing
from tree to tree,
a lie is still a lie,
the truth is
what I see,
my mother would have
scolded me,
she would have
scolded me.
I am a former librarian who has been writing poetry most of her life. View more posts