David Kavanagh Poet Monorhyme

World Weary

I look outside my window, at the trees growing bare
I stare at speckled leaves, piling random everywhere 
I watch them decompose, death’s clogging up my air
I want to rot with them, on the sidewalk over there 

I’m weary with vitality, having discarded all it’s flair 
I’m sick and tired of continuance, recycling and repair
I’m on the whole partial, to forget about the stairs 
I’m doing cartwheels, first rectangular then a square

My heart lives up my sleeve, can only deal from there 
My thoughts for others, cannot be bothered to share
My sole sense of achievement, is self inflated despair 
My halo at last comes full circle, I kick away the chair 


''W'' New Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France 
Choice word #1 Weary
11/24/21

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Constance La France November 29, 2021 at 2:10 PM David, congratulations on your Third Place in my "W" New Poems Contest ~ peace and tranquility _Constance David Kavanagh November 29, 2021 at 2:31 PM Thank you Constance, a pretty bleak write, but such is life at times, I’m delighted with the placement, cheers David

Brian Sambourne November 26, 2021 at 8:56 PM Incredibly powerful, David. Despair, suicide often get short shrift on Poetry Soup, and that is a real forfeit for all. Sadness, loss are part of the woods. Life, unfortunately, isn't all meadows as you note. A stellar write. Congratulations! Brian David Kavanagh November 27, 2021 at 2:21 AM Thank you so much Brian, you totally get what I’m trying to portray here, I wrote this when my mood was pretty low, a reality for a lot of people, but as you said these type of poems, tend to get overlooked or avoided on the soup, some think they are evil, hey that’s life and I fully understand why, cheers David

Jan Allison November 24, 2021 at 3:47 PM very deep and dark David I much prefer your witty writes! hugs Jan xx David Kavanagh November 24, 2021 at 7:39 PM Sometimes Jan, Im compelled to explore the dark route, unsettling as that may be, but also very real, cheers David