Morning Walk

I first saw Cleave Poetry on Ben Alexander’s wonderful blog, so I did a little research. This style of poetry, created by Dr. Phvoc-Tan Diep, combines three poems into one with two contrasting views. The reader must read the right side of the poem. Then the left side of the poem. Finally, they must read all the lines to catch the entire meaning. I decided to try this style of poetry for December. I think it might prove to be my biggest challenge—the next poem of the month I titled Morning Walk. Rooster and I bit the bullet and joined a gym. I dedicated this poem to my new morning activity. As you can see, I’m conflicted.

Morning Walk

A morning walk/I shouldn’t squawk

Moving around an inside track/  but my new knee clicks and clacks

I can feel the energy/ and I miss my old lethargy

I used to stay in bed/ Now I come here instead

Now I’m alive with movement/don’t tell me this is an improvement

I pace myself for four miles/ All the other walkers wear smiles

I might turn into a jock/my inner self doing a lot of big talk

Exercising with a flair/ perambulating in circles but getting nowhere

There’s No other place I’d rather be/ these block walls all look the same to me

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