Poem: The toss of a Coin

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Countless Turns in the Wind

The toss of a coin

Like the flapping of an insect

Countless turns in the wind

Barely perceptable to the ear

So is the toss of money


Darting down to the ground

Strong crash emits a sound

Stunned by the blow

Faints relaxed on the ground


An approaching hand

Gives it a fist

With two fingers holding

The coin gets cleaned


A swing against the surrounding air

The silver gets lifted high up

Spirals of hummingbird

Countless twists does not end up


A pair of eyes

Carefully watch the outcome

One silvery hollow sound

The coin toss ends in the ground

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jhamann 21 months ago from Reno NV

I enjoyed the whole poem, but especially enjoyed the third stanza. Well crafted poetry.. Thank you for sharing. Jamie


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unvrso 21 months ago from Mexico City Author

Thak you! I´m glad you read it and enjoyed it.

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