Dying of exhaustion
A good night's sleep will cure
Laughter good medicine
Bones sobbing like jelly
Living memories dead
Best of annihilations
Books never written fall
Feathers of inked paper
Next time best cry instead
Sympathy medicine
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved
- I'm writing for Magaly Guerrero at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, April 13 – 13 Is Poetry, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/april-13-13-is-poetry.html
- I'm also linked to Day Thirteen of NaPoWriMo, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-thirteen-4/. If you click on 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.
The thought of books never written always fill me with a world so sadness. And then those feathers, heavy with ink, falling... *sigh*
ReplyDeleteYou might be right about crying instead!
ReplyDeletebooks never written - makes me think that many people waste their time - we have too many distractions
ReplyDelete..."Bones sobbing like jelly..." I love this line. May books always be written!
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