a poem from last year, when i was too dang busy every day to post here...

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  1. montemerrick

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    What Remains

    You find out what’s a poem the
    Hard way some times

    A scrap of line you threw away two days
    Ago and now look at you bent over the dumpster at the waist

    Sneaking a bite of pizza while you
    Think no one can see you
    It’s not everyday that the end
    of the world is announced
    one terrible loss
    at a time

    Mental hygiene they used to say
    As a joke
    On the billboards along the
    Parkway
    Nobody laughed that anyone knows

    Now its just okay, are you saying I’m not essential
    Or are you saying that
    You don’t even want to be friends
    Breaking up is
    Never cut and dry.
    Industrial hygiene, by the way, is a weapon
    Not a joke.

    Every law is obeyed in the end, over time –
    Or have we forgotten the news of the day.
    Track those lights across the sky into the dawn of
    This was never dreamed, but
    Feared all the same.

    Ground-nesting birds
    A nervous harbor bell
    A bumper sticker that reads:
    This too shall pass –
    As we overtake the
    Last thing we lost.

    As we set sail
    With whatever remains


    https://lepointdappui.wordpress.com/2020/05/19/what-remains/



    got poems?

    post em here!
     
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    not even any limericks?
     
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    I wrote this a few years ago. I have no experience in poems, or songs.



    The alarm clock’s rude voice interrupts.

    Reality is the ground.

    I don’t hit it running, it smacks me in the face.

    ...and I’m back inside my self.



    I grab another stone, and throw it in my backpack.

    As I slept, the world sharpened it’s fangs.

    I don my thinning armor, all of it that remains, and face the unknown beast.

    Almost paralyzed by my fear.



    Does it wait out there, or does it stare back in the mirror?

    I don’t feel safe, Should I pray?

    Who’s listening, anyway?
     
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    right on, thanks for posting!! strong images!
     
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