Gin Rummy

Ash ignites the eye as far

as one can see the burnt

sunset of a day spent

hiking through a nature

one wasn't meant to know

leaves me exhausted but

feeling more alive to

what creeps beyond

the idle breeze of

a misunderstanding.

What I gather is

the crucible of a compendium

of calculations of

an inarticulate copse

of hard knocks

echoing through canyons

I never cared to

wind down before.

And remembering words

and how sentences are

constructed I compose

the sad ending of

an evening taking care

to dot my reasoning.

Should you return

in search of

your missing can-opener

it's in the second cupboard

over from the corkscrew

I hide last Tuesday.

So please be fair

and leave me the last beer.

Ken e Bujold

© 2022

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

This is musings about an argument that got out of hand and a warning that words, like bullets, cannot be retracted once fired. Quite an interesting walk to get there.

Winston

[Ken e Bujold]

just let the mind and pen wander

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

what a powerful poem.To me this speaks of someone suffering from a broken heart.

[Ken e Bujold]

certainly ended up that way dale, just let the pen wander