Laura Breidenthal Poet Free verse

Well Grounded

Earphones on and nothing playing
Music barreling in a dusty brain
Phones ringing and no one answering
Your voice was always assuming
That darkness, ever blooming
Set me free that day out in the wild
Hot, sierra brown mounds picking up trash
Empty gas station cheap as a rat
I threw my cell into the dust
The only thing with personality
The wind wouldn't carry your voice
And neither would I
And the ground assumed nothing
That is a beauty I have too long failed to appreciate

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Stephen Kilmer October 31, 2013 at 5:42 PM Throw away your newspaper and blow up the TV. You don't need any of that crap to live. Great work. "Empty gas station cheap as a rat" WOW bring back some very weird memories for me. Great imagery. ~Kilmer

Dan Kearley October 28, 2013 at 2:33 PM Music barreling in a dusty brain? Whoa! Heavy... Are you strumming in that new pic? Like the words of the heart here. :o)

Poet Destroyer A October 28, 2013 at 11:22 AM wow! Laura, that kind of sounded like me... nothing playing, one day soon I hope I learn and see all the beauty passing me right by... enjoyed..LINDA

Nette Onclaud October 28, 2013 at 10:57 AM now we are really talking about a greeat life, laura.. a beautiful piece all throughout!..:) huggs

Dr.Ram Mehta October 28, 2013 at 9:33 AM Lovely allegorical poem, Laura

Kathryn Collins October 28, 2013 at 8:43 AM Dear Laura - Too many lines of utter insight, utter poetry. I love it. Cheap as a rat; dust the only thing with personality; and the ground assumed nothing. Wow. love, Kathy