Wednesday, April 3, 2024

Poem While They Bang On The Wall

Anything could be the subject of a poem.

The true poem is a poem about life, because

there is only one poem and that poem is life.


I admire anyone who reads poetry of any

truth and depth of meaning, as well as

those that read mine.


Banging on the cement wall

I went downstairs to see…

they were installing tile art…

…beautiful…but it takes some 

pounding…which feels like this

time in my life, being shaped into 

a final product or just a finality.

So I wanted to keep writing through

the pounding, which has been my life

in any case.


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