My following poem is just a bit of a light hearted nonsense. Hope you enjoy it.
What if we had a length of old rope
What if we each had hold of an end
We both have an end so where does it start
It’s not in the middle that is plain to see.
The length of old rope has no beginning
As you have an end and so do I,
If there’s only two ends and therefore no start
It goes without saying it starts at the end.
Julian Clarke © 2017