Poetry Here (Mostly)

Overpacked


What a mixed up mess I have brought 
on my traveling train of thought! 

Can I find any useful thing 
in the crammed suitcases I bring? 

There is no reason for the need 
of dried-up poems gone to seed; 

Lines that tried to fly with “feather” 
but fell flat when rhymed with “leather”; 

Labored paragraphs I carried, 
so unlikely they’ll get married. 

Phrases incomplete when single, 
doubt this trip drives them to mingle; 

Subject matter I should throw out 
since no one reads what it’s about; 

Sickening sweet Valentine verse 
fattens my mind and maybe worse; 

The train chugs down its mindful track, 
loaded with bags I can’t send back.

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Comments on: "Overpacked" (2)

  1. Happy Mother’s Day,Elaine~hope you have a sweet Mother’s Day:)J

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