Monday, September 20, 2010

This poem came from playing with a word. I thought of several definitions of the word turnover and how different they are. I tried putting them together and got the following.


Sweet as fruit-filled pastry
Comfortable as rolling over in bed
Disappointing as a fumble on the goal line
Uncertain as lay-offs at the office
Devastating as complete upheaval
Which turnovers will touch you today?

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