As a kid, acrobatics
Amazed me. Extreme
Sports had me in awe.
Gymnasts and their
Dedication to perfectionism.
I was stunned. Inhibition
Stood between me
And most sports.
I saw a programme on
Parkour and I was sceptical.
Fred say's me and my mates
Used to do that
On the school roof
When we were kids.
What a bunch of clowns.
Of course if something
Piques my interest
And I always wondered
How anyone could
Go a skateboard.
I never thought
They were losers.
And the interviewer
Asks why they do
Death defying stunts.
And it is about
Overcoming barriers in life.
No barriers. No limits. Freedom.
I got pis^sed once
And climbed someone's shed.
And jumped onto a wall.
I felt so unbelievably stupid
I nearly died of embarrassment
When I walked past
The scene of the crime.
I am the antithesis of parkour.
I take comfort in
Limiting my choices.
Less is more.
Or put it this way -
I work by exploring all
My options, going
Off on tangents but
I find joy when
I cut down to the chase,
That's the one.
In order to find
What you are looking for,
It is necessary
To kiss frogs.
What is the male
Equivalent to this?
Love was always
More important to women.
I guess I like puzzles.
Pulling everything together.
Something that alone
Does not make sense
But when you link
It to another piece.
I always placed more
Value on a book
Than a film. I would
Have thought that
People who had time
To hunt for bargains
At boot sales would
Have time for reading.
Turns out they are
Hoping to stumble
On something valuable.
One man's trash
Is another treasure.
Their hope is finding
An antique that the
Seller thinks is
Not worth much.
A future investment.
An heirloom. I watched
My fair share of
The antiques roadshow.
A first edition hardback,
Would be the only
Book worth holding on to.