MummerA Poem by PeteAs you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness. - ThoreauI could no longer speak, For life had made me tired and weak. So I gestured the words. And hummed all the chords. If only in my heart. Playing the part. In a closed-for-business Wal Mart. Living and breathing revival. Ever cognizant from whence I came. Each day oddly the same. A tongue can be silenced but never a soul. Whether in a castle or a cardboard box. Eternity is an awfully long time. White-faced with a nuclear chagrin. I whispered pain, hurt and betrayal. If nothing but a lame portrayal. Thumb to forefinger. Signifying and dignifying A-OK. Another glorious day. Holding back tears with an East wind. So that I could cross over. God tossed me a coin and flashed a peace sign. Creation's loyal, loving pantomime. Wiser and not dumber. Hell's air-guitar strummer. I am life's stark, hemmed-in, euphemistic ... ... mummer ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 7, 2019 Last Updated on July 7, 2019 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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