Joyce Johnson Poet Light Verse

Expiration Date

Expiration Date

I thought the words so witty, they
Would last more than a day.
Their wisdom touch so many hearts 
They’d never fade away.

After posting them I waited for
The answers to appear. 
Ignored, unread, they disappeared,
Into the great somewhere.

Some poems live on and some expire
Before the ink has dried.
This is my little funeral dirge
For that small verse that died.

By Joyce 4/22/03

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Ralph Taylor August 21, 2010 at 7:29 PM Excellent write, Joyce. Great job. Thanks for your kind words. Have a great weekend. xxxRalph

Connie Marcum Wong August 21, 2010 at 6:48 PM Oh yes, I can sure relate to this poem Joyce. You never know who will love what! I love the witty way in which this was written....Sorry, been reading too many poems with alliteration lately. (smile)

Carolyn Devonshire August 21, 2010 at 3:31 PM Don't you hate having funerals for these unread works of art, Joyce? When I write something kind of clumsy and it gets attention, I wonder why the poems that mean the most to me are not read. Life is filled with irony, dear. Love, Carolyn

Michael J. Falotico August 21, 2010 at 2:40 PM I have had the same feelings, you think you write something real good and it goes unnoticed... but then I realize I write for me, and if I like it thats has to mean the most.. lovely write Joyce.. always Michael

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 21, 2010 at 2:33 PM Agree Joyce lots of good poem never get read on site here.. a while ago I wrote a poem about the same thing ..maybe will post it again sometime soon.. luv.. enjoyed.. your dirge.. on my wedding day...luv.. ciao..