Reverse Spin

The sun went down on a Sunday night

And didn’t come up again,

The clouds above were crimson and bright

And they shed life-giving rain,

The news came on at seven o’clock

In the morning, in the dark,

And said, ‘No sign of the morning sun,

The view from here is stark.’

I bounded up and got out of bed

And I hit the ceiling fan,

My arms and legs and my head were light

So I turned about and ran,

With every step, when I floated up,

I hit my head on the door,

And when I tried to jump, I hovered,

Six feet off the floor.

The news came on for a second time,

A comet had hit the earth,

And halted the rotation of

The planet that gave us birth,

It seemed that one side would overheat

And the people there would roast,

While we would freeze on the dark side,

When the sea iced at the coast.

The temperature dropped down through the floor

And it soon began to snow,

The wife lay huddling up, and said:

‘Now where are we going to go?’

But then the news had come through again

That a second comet hit,

Deep in the Russian tundra, and

The ground had shook with it.

It seems the earth had begun to turn

Once more, from the aftershock,

With everything back to normal then,

Whether it would or not,

But when the sun had come up again

We saw it rise in the west,

The week is reversed from Saturday,

What will they think of next?

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

Great to see you put down the stove pipe for the jolly jesters cap - either suits me - I love your work.
Great stuff DLP.
:))