Words
Read? No
I bask in
burning
feeling
bitter taste
of life
this summer
seems at town
for little
while with reason
like
poltergeist reminds of deeds
we chose, but
left undone for late
new day arrives not recognizing me…
new day arrives not recognizing me…
Image credit: motorcycless.com
Nice twist at the end. Thanks so much for sharing with us.
ReplyDeleteI don't know what this says.
ReplyDeleteJust a little our/ ego can explain how/ the words come up/ on the white field - jump/ ~ thanks for reading :)
Deletepoltergeist reminds of deeds we chose ... yup!
ReplyDeleteI like the twist in the ending ~
ReplyDeleteHave a good weekend ~
those deeds can sure sprout their own seeds
ReplyDeleteReminds me of the way night can be a dark place for peeps in more way than one...good job with the form!
ReplyDeleteyour poem and the image are matched wonderfully. quite a twisty-turny read, keeping my thoughts astute.
ReplyDeleteLove the personified day in the last line. Adds a very personal, wounding turn to the chain of events.
ReplyDeletebeautiful words....lovely lines!!
ReplyDeletei hear you...each season has its ghosts that linger, an aftertaste...the last line is really nice and to me has an edge, when the day does not recognize you
ReplyDeleteWhat an excellent poetic thought you have captured here: a day that does not recognize the one to live through it.
ReplyDeleteSomber ending to day's end ....
ReplyDeleteOh, that last line is gold! Cool!
ReplyDeleteThat final line is powerful...to greet a day that doesn't even recognize you..
ReplyDeleteI like your upbeat perspective, Susie :)
DeleteThe closing lines are an icing!
ReplyDeletehate to repeat but that last line....
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