This Is What Came Out Of My Brain This Morning
This Is What Came Out Of My Brain This Morning
The bamboo pearl colored car rolls
over and over.
Words roll off poets’ tongues,
images roll gently down bare,
from mountaintop removal, inclines,
into a quaint village of rubble
ruined saltbox and single-wide trailer
homes, into the open, brightly painted
red door of the corner store, where canned
goods lay strewn in murky mud brown
and grey slush, and the car rolls
over and over.
Teeth lay like scattered seeds
in the coal sludge residue next to tongues
with no voice, next to eyes with no sight,
and the dream of the car rolling
over and over
becomes a reality, inside a dream
as I worry about the weak teeth,
the failing sight, but not life,
because my breath has been,
and still is, devoid of the power
to move anything but air.
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They move me, ma’am, whether to laughter or to deeper thought herein.
Keep that brain open – this is great!
straight forward power poem
thanks for all your poems this month
they always titillate
Wow! Powerful & scary & thrilling, Catherine. I love your funny poems but also love it when you go to the dark side.
Your poetry has been so fresh in image and tone this month! I especially enjoyed “images roll gently down bare”
Love the ending, over and over! This poem has energy, like all your work.
This poem rolls over and over until it ends with the fundamental power of breath! Great last LexPoMo poem for this year!