I Will Talk To Myself

If I will talk to myself, well I will
And I do,
As the spring of my mattress
Recoils; I get up
Put on my shoes
Left,right,left,right
Tight they march
At my words
O my word
Three-hundred and,
and sixty-five
The tears held back
What is the point
To talking to you
When the peas
Deep dived, from the oversized 
Can, leaving just enough
For the salad and ashes
Left, right, left, right
Five months go
And dark circles appear
In the corners
And the morning smothers
Early Hallow-
een, and March
brings screams
If I will talk to myself, well I will
And I do,
As the spring of my mattress
Recoils
And I get up…and I get up

5/11/2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Hind Avatar
August 16, 2024 at 6:29 PM
This is unusual...but I can relate to it, a fav
Rodrigues Avatar
August 17, 2024 at 10:32 AM
Thank you! Losses in 2021!
Krutsinger Avatar
May 13, 2022 at 11:01 PM
I like the feeling of walking hard and fast in between the lines.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 14, 2022 at 6:51 PM
Oh yes! Thanks!! You are a true poet and discerning reader. I so appreciate you!
Gorelick Avatar
May 12, 2022 at 2:56 PM
My father used to say: I talk to himself because I like to hear someone sensible! Intriguing subject matter. Robert
Rodrigues Avatar
May 14, 2022 at 6:52 PM
Thank you, Robert! Love that about your father…chuckle
Buhagiar Avatar
May 11, 2022 at 10:15 PM
A lovely poem but I do not talk to myself. Hugs.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 12, 2022 at 5:22 AM
We all talk in our mind. We all remember those we’ve loved. More the point. God bless :)
Wolf Avatar
May 11, 2022 at 6:43 PM
Keep talking... Somehow it's meant to be. ~ Gershon
Rodrigues Avatar
May 12, 2022 at 5:23 AM
Just try to shut me up ;) Just kidding
Pandit Avatar
May 11, 2022 at 3:39 PM
Looks like it is a productive dialogue--much is gained by spurring our thoughts. So true--we all do that.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 11, 2022 at 3:44 PM
Thanks for your comment!
Chamberlain Avatar
May 11, 2022 at 1:53 PM
I enjoyed your poem. They used to say if you talked to yourself then you must be mad. Once they realised we all do it, so we all must be mad! it got changed to 'if you talk to someone that isn't there then you must be mad'. :-)
Rodrigues Avatar
May 11, 2022 at 2:09 PM
LOL, unless it is one who died within reason and God for that is reasonable.
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