POETRY REHAB 101
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RUBBISH
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Discarded
Put aside
No longer wanted, tossed
Alone
Across a pile of the broken
The outdated, the spoiled
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Left to mingle and slide
Deep into the stench
Pawed over by claws
Food for the unbidden
The hidden hordes
Spiders, beetles, millipedes and roaches
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Decay descends
Pieces split away
Slime grows white, green and black
Rain dissolves the remains
Washes away anything
To prove I existed
Cheryle
Poetry 101 Rehab June 3, 2015
What an unexpected twist, I didn’t see the ending of the poem coming! You describe the rubbish powerfully, especially in the part with the insects. It’s a well written and deeply affecting poem. Thank you for sharing it!
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Thank you Mara for your kind words. The ending surprised me too. But it is true.
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Oh that is a good one! Really most excellent turn on the end. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you JoHanna. I appreciate your thoughts and comments. In love and light Cheryle
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“Rain dissolves the remains
Washes away anything
To prove I existed”
Excellent verses! Sigh…
💖💕 Best wishes for your week ahead ! Aquileana 😀
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Thank you Aquileana. It is encouraging for you to say so. I am sorry it took so long for me to respond but I have been taken away from blogging to keep up with other activities. Even as I carry out those other activities I am thinking about writing and blogging. I am happy to see your comment as I return to my blog after being away. In love and light Cheryle. Enjoy your week and upcoming weekend
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In checking in on your site I found this poem, which matches my mood today; brain dead on words. Then I laughed at myself, not your poem. It perked me up or out of my funk…have a great day. Ann
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I am glad you are out of your funk. Thanks for letting me know my poem made you laugh. Have a wonderful weekend. Kind Regards Cheryle
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