Jettisoned Poem by Simon Lawson
Jettisoned
Rating: ★4.0
Why am I surprised I feel a coot?
Like the ladybug that was my happiness,
Just got trodden on by a big, fat, wellington boot?
And that light-cutting black
crushed that bug extra good,
under its airless weight.
Just to make sure.
Juices oozed,
exoskeleton shards on the tarmac.
Good and dead.
A stain on grey.
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: boot,defeat,heartbreak,insect,sorry,you,youth
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
So that long term thing just went bust. And I decided to write like a child. There's something soothing in doing so.
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5/16/2024 9:55:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
sometime writing can make you realize something was missing!