the third world

the third world

A Poem by Marc Mccune
"

a new world between people only happens when two separate worlds come toge4ther.

"

 

The Third world


She walks in two worlds, one barely touching the other

a finesse, an intricate dance, a juggle,

holding all the parts in the air,

working to keep them from colliding.

 

She seems to have it just right

safe and secure in the day

excited by adventure at night

 

The Third world

There is no fit for this piece.

No easy way to juggle yet another

and still keep them all aloft

not touching

not crashing to the ground.

 

© 2005 by Marc S. McCune

© 2011 Marc Mccune


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Marc Mccune
Marc Mccune

Hickory Hills, IL



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