Andrew Jacob Jung Poet Rhyme

Broken Bottles

You once had a pretty plan 
To get by on your father’s name 
Which would be awful funny 
If it wasn’t such a shame 
A tiger in a backyard zoo
Is a twisted parody 
Raging in a tiny room
With the smashed up likes of me 
I too had flights of fancy 
Turned to dust and ash 
But we’re all broken bottles here 
Swept and bound for trash 
Noli sinere te deprimere
Yes this too shall pass
All this time and tumult 
Returns us as sea glass 

July 13, 2024

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Susan Ashley August 31, 2024 at 8:48 AM Dear Andrew, I enjoyed your thought-provoking and creative use of imagery and metaphor, especially your last two lines for an impactful finale. Congratulations for your win in Craig's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Ink Empress July 23, 2024 at 11:07 PM “ But we’re all broken bottles here Swept and bound for trash “ what a deep line that is! Soul hitting! Brilliant take on sea glass. Love what youv done with the prompt and how youv delivered your poem. Pleasure reading this, congratulations on your win Andrew Jacob Jung July 27, 2024 at 6:14 PM Thank you so much and i appreciated your entry as well!