The Significance of it All
It’s not raining yet
but it’s going to.
I’m not dead yet
but that’s coming, too.
No more scenes
needing scripts.
I lay down my pen,
surprised.
I was simply
a human being.
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I feel like you’re burrowing down to the kernel of things now, Mike. Go ahead on.
thank you Kevin
Love the “surprised” and thought of last stanza. So much to consider in your poem (with perfect title).
Thank you Michele
I like the juxtaposition of “significance” and “simple.”
Thank you Nancy
Just the appearance of the word “surprised” in a poem like this is, well, surprising. That word shifts the poem in an odd way. Makes it memorable. I love that word in this poem.