The Dead Poet

I hope this will be read, but I`m not too sure.

My poem has fallen off the page

Now sitting stupidly with a big dodo smile

Now sinking and waving at salty feet

Not even asleep as a halved apple

But pushed in an oven like a poetess

Too ugly to show to its dripping mother

But taken out in a shiny metal dish

I have not lost my life

Because I don`t have one;

A dog full of spit

With floating eyes

Barking at passing cars.  

Author's Note

(C) Leslie Philibert for the World. All rights reserved.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

The last stanza is a killer. Wow. Now I remember why I like to come here and dine in for a while.

[Shaquana Adams]

A thought provoking write. The imagery really helped to get the point across. Nicely penned!
-QuanaWana

[MsJewel]

I can relate to this one - wondering if something I have written is worth sharing - worth someone taking a moment out of their day to read...
the last few lines took me by surprise. A delightful read and definitely not a poem falling off the page!

:) Julie

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for the kind words, and I`m pleased you liked it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

some poems we write make us feel this...that they are so ugly to show..that they have fallen off the page and seem really stupid...but not so...even though sometimes we go through this feeling as poets...and further feel "i don't have a life to lose...i am just barking at passing words wishing i could catch a few that make sense"

this poem really struck me...and the last stanza just blows me away...especially the last three lines...Magic.

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Jocob, thanks for the kind words, a poem written maybe in a moment of frustration, but I hope it conveys at least some truth