More Reversible Poems

So at this very moment, Janet Reid is hosting a writing contest on her blog using a suggestion I sent her for a reversible poem (plus an example of a poem I wrote). You can check out the contest here for a limited time only. However, I thought it might be fun to read some of the other reversible poems I wrote, so here are a few more:

Shipwreck

LIVE:
She wanted to
send a message to the world.
She bottled it all up.
She took a paper and,
on its side,
listed:
the boat,
the house,
the kids.
She just wanted a vacation from
the dull life.
She had escaped,
that time she came
over,
worked
the vessel so.
She had not thought.

She had not thought
the vessel so
worked
over
that time she came.
She had escaped
the dull life.
She just wanted a vacation from
the kids,
the house.
The boat
listed
on its side.
She took a paper and
she bottled it all up.
Send a message to the world.
She wanted to
live.


Harvest Time

For these young ones,
the world is not long --
a midsummer evening.
The rain falls on and on,
flowers blooming
as violent as
the deep, blood-red river,
as heavy as
the fragments of a soul.
In swift strokes,
the reaper cuts them down.

The reaper cuts them down
in swift strokes,
the fragments of a soul,
as heavy as
the deep, blood-red river,
as violent as
flowers blooming.
The rain falls on. And on
a midsummer evening,
the world is not long
for these young ones.