Microwave Poem by Vonnie Postit
Microwave
After popcorn removal,
I spot you from
across the humdrum
of everything in
between us.
I can't explain
how it feels
to see your
dirty finger nails.
Careless, flinging
appendages, reminding
me of my own
cowardice.
Somehow, the
darkness you keep
under the light relief
of finger nail history,
only reminds me of
where i would end up
in Dante's
Merry-Go-Round-
round, & round,
spinning,
now you've made me
dizzy.
I've been stopped
at this sign for
too long now,
and life is beeping at me to go...
all I seem to muster up
is a
micro- wave.
only reminds me of where i would end up in Dante's Merry-Go-Round- round, & round, spinning, now you've made me dizzy. fine imagination and comparison with dante...... very very nice. thank you. tony
Fantastic flow of the thoughts and perspective presented through an equally captivating poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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4/19/2024 12:07:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An informal, everyday context that bites much deeper than the ordinariness of the images used to construct a darker, more profound collage. Well done, good poet. I suspect you are quite the journal-er. :)