Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Free verse

Intellectual Debris

Aimlessly walking across the wasteland 
of your mind,
you pick through the emotional trash 
with random intensity
	Crushed bottles of plastic thoughts;
half drank, half spilled on dozens of bridal dresses
					Crushed cans of metal demands;
hard lemonade speeches, soft wine cooler caresses
And betrothed napkins 
		blow away in the wind
Rusted pennies for your thoughts
lay strewn on the sidewalk,
as you pick through the mental dumpster 
with no sense of urgency
Scattering everywhere your intellectual debris
You find a good pair of glasses of never used honesty
Though you can see your true feelings better now,
	you still try not to think too ostensibly
Walking with a more focused purpose,
still with your eyes looking down
		and selectively looking around
For what? You’re still not quite sure
As you stroll, traversing the ruins of your mind,
you’re certain of one thing:
			Beneath every barren ground,
there’s a treasure trove
        of doubt
                                waiting to be found

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James Inman February 9, 2022 at 6:12 PM Wonderfully written Freddie. The sad beautiful metaphors of self doubt combined with wonderful well thought out lines, create emotional upheaval in this great write. I especially like the last four lines. When you set out to read a few poems, you find some nice ones and some that are less than what you hoped for but finding one like this makes it worth the search Freddie. "hard lemonade speeches, soft wine cooler caresses" What a creative line.

Kim Rodrigues October 21, 2017 at 8:30 AM Imagery abounds! The various drinks, picking through the mental dumpster. Yours is a mind always hard at work, my friend!