Ego Trips Us Poem by Michelle Claus
Ego Trips Us
Rickety bridge, suspended
across our lifespan, wobbles.
We ace our gait - UPENDED!
With achy brain, we hobble.
With measured mien we amble,
less often uppity, midge.
Ego trips us to humble
along the rickety bridge.
Copyright 2015 All rights reserved
Friday, May 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: ego
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Poetic form is Ae Freislighe, an Irish / Celtic form. I took a few liberties with rhyme.
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