In A World Gone Mad

In a World Gone Mad

 

 

 

 

I am helpless

until my nails dry,

till that first cup of coffee

rushes like adrenaline

through my veins,

till the sales rack at Nordstrom’s

diminishes in size,

till Entenmann’s desserts

no longer satiate my tongue,

till I can strike a pose like Garbo

till I can quote the classics

of Shakespeare & Keats,

till menopause relinquishes

all rights of my body to me

till John Lennon’s  “Imagine”

no longer reverberates

in a world gone mad

in a world gone mad

in a world gone mad.

 

Reviews

[Ted Kniffen]

A fine piece of writing Kelly. I like the references to the places and things that have meaning for you. The day is truly not underway 'til that first cup of coffee is in hand.

A little thing, the abbreviation of until is 'til unless of course you're turning soil. :-p

[Kelly Scheppers]

Wow, I didn't know that! So, that means I have hundreds of poems to edit! Every time I attempt to edit something here, it always changes the format and leaves a lot of empty space below my poem. It's so frustrating! Thanks for the heads up, though. I really appreciate it, Ted. It's left me to wonder why no one cared to bring it to my attention.

[sette]

how i love the connection of the words with the lifestyle we are used to and how it can be different in just one glimpse i can still visualize the song imagine in my mind with no heaven,,,, coz it can be true

[Kelly Scheppers]

It's message will forever transcend all time. Thank you, Sette!

[Amanda Trerotola]

I love how you repeat yourself in the end!

[Kelly Scheppers]

It was my attempt at making my words resonate. Thank you, Amanda!

[Amanda Trerotola]

Yes, repetition does help with that!