Diamond Rough Sleeve

I stepped off Sunday ready to get roaring with the week
though still isolated in flesh from the rest of the world.

The sun is shining, leaking its profound and hopeful ink
into my genie jar and I wonder when I will be able to escape.

What power will polish with a diamond-rough sleeve. I’ll blink
since it's been so long, suddenly rushing toward the waterfall.

The network of eyes will be disconcerting like a long off dream
where my body floated, counting, as I drifted into tonsillectomy.

Of fashion sense, we kindly compliment the pageantry of masks.
Our hair pulled back, stacked, or sized up with unpretentiousness.

After a week, we will do our due diligence, curbside, to bring smiles
to our patrons, though left unseen behind the automotive curtain.

Dreams back intact for those hungry for the feel and scent of pages.
Story upon story fed, the long-handled baby spoon comes with bib.

5/4/2020
Non-rhyming couplets
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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S P Avatar
May 31, 2020 at 11:34 PM
Wonderful poem and nicely penned
Rodrigues Avatar
June 1, 2020 at 6:21 AM
Thank you, Deepti!
Krutsinger Avatar
May 6, 2020 at 6:09 AM
This is so true in every way. "The sun is shining, leaking its profound and hopeful ink into my genie jar and I wonder when I will be able to escape." - WOW! Love it Kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
June 1, 2020 at 6:21 AM
Love your response, sweet friend! Blink...blink :)
Proxenos Avatar
May 6, 2020 at 2:29 AM
I sometimes sit and ponder, how could hundreds of thousands of people die from one little virus. Why do labs invent these deadly haunting virus's, for biological warfare - well we and they, have now had a taste of it - now let the labs. find a vaccine or is thinning out the world's population part of their deadly plan - love your poem Kim . Blessings, Jennifer.
Rodrigues Avatar
June 1, 2020 at 6:20 AM
So many evil plans. Very sad, indeed.
Achilles Avatar
May 5, 2020 at 4:36 AM
well written and so evocative- Regards.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 5, 2020 at 8:56 AM
Thank you, Julie!
Wolf Avatar
May 4, 2020 at 8:03 PM
Wonderful poem,... and I just love all the non-sequiturs at the end of the non-couplets, like 'tonsilectomy' and 'automotive curtain.' Definitely a smile for a long while! Thanks, Kim! :) gw
Rodrigues Avatar
May 4, 2020 at 9:04 PM
Thanks so much! :):)
Trifiatis Avatar
May 4, 2020 at 2:31 PM
I understand you very well dearest, Kim. Today was the first day out after 42 days in. Your poem represents reality of these days. Wonderful poem my friend Kim. Hugs xxx
Rodrigues Avatar
May 4, 2020 at 2:35 PM
Awesome! Breathe the fresh air!
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