WEEKEND SONG

To Kim, et al.

Cassieopia paints a pentagram in the sky
draped by the shadow of night
Terrible when jest is truth
and laughter is despair
Dip into my windmill of love
you succulent sunflower
What? So What?
Mortality is a matter of time
my watch is broken

Sorry, my failure is personal
I don't share
My father is fishing lines
strung out on the stream
Ocular
An early onset
I can't remember your name
is it because
I don't have to

I've been trying to put myself back together
but all the pieces don't fit
this jigsaw muddle of a man
Maybe I'll disapper
into some nursing home
die a soft death
on a pillow of roses

Reviews

[Winter McPherson]

"Terrible when jest is truth
and laughter is despair"
Yes, terrible indeed......I know the feeling. Very deep words....

"An early onset
I can't remember your name
is it because
I don't have to"
The feeling that not only are we aging but is there really anything worth remembering? Fantastic lines!

The last verse has such impact! Very sad....thoughts from a broken man......we are all broken, some more then others. And the prospect of what lies ahead is grim. This is how the ending felt. Hopelessness.....yet so exquisitely penned! Wonderful work! If you keep this up you just might not end up in that nursing home but teaching how to write poetry! :)

[deeps]

This is amazing write, beautiful but sad at the end.
I like what you have written.
emotions are felt.