Poetic License

Poetic License

A Poem by Earl Schumacker

Poetic License


My poetic license became revoked on Doomsday

An afternoon or dawn if I remember in December

The government won't help the situation much

They expired two days before the end came about

On marble floors and flat tires on the roads

While opioids spilled out on country highways

Remapped exactly as large trucks might have done

Some one stole my pen on that dead end

Dragons know what I'm going through

Claws and fire inside the magic ride contracted

Law enforcement have no clue about this or that

No authority in such matters of abstractions

I can still scratch out a ballod with a toe nail bite

On sand which does not taste the same when diced

As sane as that might sound

Police still track me down

Since beaches are now out of bounds abandoned

Banished to the zero zone

Once upon a time my poetry flowed out exactly

In the cosmic mirrored over loaded distant mist

Without a license to fall back on

The sky is deliberately black

Painted dirigibles drift empty on the void

Each one as large as life with no way back

Captured holes fold into one another exploded

Paper sleeps between the sheets illegal

One can only imagine the consequences

When words go on without a poem

Go on vacation without an owner

Without a word


© 2018 Earl Schumacker


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this is my favorite line:
"When words go on without a poem" it wraps it up real good for me! ;) apocalyptic and relatable .. lots of subject matter without a flow ... writers block...hitting the wall....spontaneity in a muck :((( but letting your licence expire sir!!!! that is the worst .... i have unshakable belief your speaker will survive ...overcome and ride the white horse once again ;))))))))))))))))))))))))
E.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Earl Schumacker

7 Years Ago

Hi E, Thank you so much. Writers Cafe went down a few times for long periods of time. I was unabl.. read more
Einstein Noodle

7 Years Ago

i think so Earl ... the spoken word has lasting effects ... but the written is not lost to misty rem.. read more

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Earl Schumacker
Earl Schumacker

Atlantic City, NJ



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B.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..