One More Blankety-blank Poem

(A Lightsome Limerick)

Desolate

photo by PSC / 2018-Nov

Desolate

For all

intents and purposes

he views the holidays as done

(even before they’ve begun.)

The light-hearted party’s con-

cluded, all the friendly laughter

and cordial conversations faded

away, burnt down to ash and

cinder; the lightsome guests,

family & friends, have

all gone home and

once again, he’s

wholly alone,

abandoned,

having been

(contrarily)

de-

lighted.

PSC / 2018-Nov

On Shaky Ground

public domain photo - credits below

On Shaky Ground

When the whole world shakes

a steady place to stand is

all you really need.

PSC / 2018-Nov PAD

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One Lousy Poem

One Lousy Poem

Frankly,

at this point

(in time,

in my life,

in the world),

just trying

to write ONE

(lousy)

poem

(every.

single.

day.)

is too dang

ambitious

(or not

ambitious

enough.)

PSC / 2018-Nov PAD

Inhabiting a Cardboard Box

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Inhabiting a Cardboard Box

Perhaps

it should be

a prerequisite

for adulthood or

mayhap a co-op class

in conjunction with

Compassion 101.

Maybe it might be

a mandatory

mini-course

for anyone

accepting a job

as a public servant.

Certainly, it should be

part of the core curriculum

for a member of Congress

or a President of the U.S.

(or any other country

for that matter.)

PSC / 2018-Nov

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