Rocking ChairA Poem by Travis Mitchell
When that rocking chair you've watched day after day,
drift forward and back suddenly stops on it's linear track. Motionless. No longer living up to it's name. It's just a chair. Permanently altered by backward movement counteracting with the forward Instead of watching the chair. Do what it can't do. Never let the ever repeating momentum send you backwards Move forward and and only forward. © 2015 Travis MitchellReviews
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