A Child’s Lesson in four directions
(Who wants to just stanza?)
Twirly-queue wandering
from here to there and back again
Ballerinas on point
and clowns with noses
whirling and running around
willy-nilly, according to their own discipline
Everyone waiting for logic to set in
common sense to take control
meanwhile, the winds of change
keep blowing–flipping circumstances
And the landscape surprises
at most every turn