One Occasion Poem by Phil Soar

On one occasion
I've stolen from a book shop
A first edition
Author: Orson Welles
and as expected, as is police tradition
They caught me
And I spent the night in cells

On one occasion
I went Bungee jumping
and up there looking down
was quite view
they helped me on my way
before I knew it
the land below was coming into view

On one occasion
I feared I was finished
the cables broke as I went flying down
and as the sight below came hurtling at me
I knew that any moment
I would drown

On one occasion
all my thoughts and worries
left me in a state of some dismay
I fell into the water and my landing
was better than expected anyway

On this occasion
I was just so lucky
and only broken bones were the result
For I'd been just a flailing human missile
Cast aside from a home made catapult!




This poem started as quite a good idea but slowly lost it's way. Apologies to readers.