Same Point but Different

 

 

Warm going in one direction

Is cool going in the next,

What, pray tell, is the mid-point

Between pleased and vexed?

 

Tell me the halfway point

Between a smile and a frown

And when last, if ever,

Did you see a smiling clown?

 

Up depends on where you are

Regarding those around,

To some you may be up

But to others you may be down

 

Too long or too short

May very well be the same,

Depending on the job to be done

It could be praise or blame.

 

 

A one-eye man sees the same

As a man with two eyes,

No half pictures or double scenes

When on their country drives.

 

The travel bag became heavier

The farther she walked

But then became noticeably lighter

As her friend and she talked.

 

I noticed that his old coin

Was more unique than mine,

But with more in-depth scrutiny

Both were a rare find.

 

The third verse from the bottom

Is not the third from the top,

If there were seven verses though

Verse four would be that spot.

 

As solid as a rock

Speaks to unwavering stability

But when the tower begins to rock,

That rock spells catastrophe.

 

 

For the Australian native

Down under is always on top

But Barbados on a world map

Is smaller than a dot.

 

 

 

 

Neither here nor there,

Now how would one define that?

Nowhere would be somewhere

And that would be a fact.

 

If the unsinkable can sink

Can the unreachable be reached?

And to a class of the unteachable

Who would dare to teach?

 

What sense is same difference

If different is the same?

It may be the same point but different,

I guess you can call me insane.

 

Stewart Russell © February 20, 2023