WHAT WAS I THINKING?

I have an idea to write a poetry series on a pretty bizarre premise. I'll journal on it for a while and see where it goes . . . at least it is getting me writing again.

In the mean time I have been looking back through my work and realizing how this new idea ties a lot of my old work together. Sometimes I read an old poem and think, "Hey that's no half bad." And other times I scratch my head and wonder if I even wrote it. Here's a great example of one of my "What was I thinking?" poems:

The world is bi-polar
it has two poles
land and ice
ice and land
two hemispheres
two political parties
two moods

I don't know why that poem makes me chuckle, but it does.