Ramble

When almost nothing seems to work, I ramble on . . .

 

If this one goes

It will add to my woes

For I’m not ready

For whatever life throws

Please make it stay

It’s my favourite foray

The one I cannot dispel

Of it I seek a sequel.

 

But if it does depart

I must re-start

The affair of the heart

Past all hurt

Despite the arid zone

This heart must drone 

A new melody

A new recipe

It must copy

And try not to cry

Buy to buy

A comforting lie

That life lies warm and happy

Like liquid under a tea cozy

Till it can face the truth

Bitter, hurtful, uncouth.

Reviews

[J Todd Underhill]

Like this piece indeed. I host a poetry open mic via Internet www.worldpoetryopenmic.net and would love for you to join us in spoken word art.

[Roland Petrov]

Is this about Jottify and your fear that it could happen again here at WC? Noted: you snuck a tea cozy in.

[Blossom]

Oh, Roland, Isn't that what we love about poetry: the various interpretations that it offers! :-)read moreOh, Roland, Isn't that what we love about poetry: the various interpretations that it offers! :-)
Now that you've asked, yes, it could be. Though it is about a break up, 'the affair of the heart'
And I knew your eyes wouldn't miss that tea cozy! ;-) Ta!