for Michelle Bowling
the following day
was so cold
that there were two ways
of thinking
yet many people thought
humph
there could be
a third way
a new
way
to look at things
although
this quickly turned
to much biblical
references
and bouts with
major
absenteeism
on the part of the select
few
who were now
not where
they often were
thus the impression
the crowd
shifted
so much so
that the common
stream
of the usual
and discussed
futures
and sometimes
discussed pasts
were set aside
for the time being
replaced by
where did they go
these leaders
as if they were
really wanted
when they were
around
but now
there was no other way
to think
other than
something
was really fishy
so much so
that certain people
decided
then and there
to move away
for good
so they took
what they could carry
thinking
pets should be their guide
to substantiate
certain items
by what the animals
slept on
or slept through
or chewed on
to get their attention
while a few
families
urged the others
to take to mourning
the common
lot
of being
reintroduced
all over
again
once the weather
improved
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
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5 comments:
coohl poem
many, many thanks, annmarie.
Great poem. It/you inspired a new poem I wrote immediately after reading it.
wow, michelle...what a fantastic thing to hear a poem go out and do to someone.
I like the spaciousness in this one. Very [dare I say it] relaxing.
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