I don't think this one is a repeat :) It is kind of about Richard Feynman and anti-matter.

Aunty Matter and the Ferryman

My Aunty Matter came to see me
With the future there in her hand
Trying to explain something to me
She feels I must now understand

Ferryman’s science blackboard
Had chalk returning to the stick
There was a strange alarm clock
That knew not when it should tick
The hands went slowly backward
He thought it such a clever trick
But it never warned of anything
Because it had Nobel for to kick

Aunty came back here to warn me
From simply a few seconds ahead
When boiling water for your tea
Always take kettle to pot instead
See that pin and then pick it up
This foretells of a great surprise
Drop a man fork or a lady spoon
See all future perfectly materialize

Poetry by Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-04-01 at 15:39

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!
The Ferryman has seen the river from both banks. No doubt coming is as good as going, and going is as good as coming. The Ferryman knew what mattered and what aunty-mattered.

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
A poem where everything is backwards or anti-matter, as you call it. I enjoyed reading it..

Much enjoyed. Reminded me of my mother, she was a great one for the superstions, one of them being, "see a pin pick it up, all the day you'll have good luck. She was a dressmaker and probably dropped a lot of pins :-)