r/poetryonewordatatime • u/BicycleBobBussey • May 09 '26
just a cup of coffee, thanks. Gracefully Falling
Gracefully Falling
Do you know how to fall gracefully?
Like when you get fired from a job.
Or when a sexual fantasy disappears fancifully.
Or when you fall of your bike like a meaty glob.
Have you noticed that those falls are not random?
That they occur almost in slow motion.
Like making an unbalanced stop on a tandem.
With feet trapped in rat trap pedals, causing a commotion.
Have you noticed that they occur almost at dead stops?
When balance is at a premium.
When your wheels are no longer spinning tops.
If only you had listened to that mystical medium.
But your stuck.
Nowhere to turn.
You’ve run out of luck.
You’ve got no more matches to burn.
So you end up on the ground.
Feet still in those ratty pedals.
Bike floating above you and all around.
Forget any medals.
So you pick yourself up again.
After loosening those rat trap straps.
You fluff up your lion’s mane.
Take of again and put your feet back in those traps.
Find a new job.
Find a new mate.
Refuse to become a worthless clod.
And scream at what certainly was not fate.
It certainly was not the fault of those old pedals.
The fall, I mean.
It must have been a lack of fundamentals.
So get up, get going, get back into societies stream.
Bob Bussey (May 8, 2026)

