Ugly Plastic Fern
...Doctor’s office
The fern in the corner is plastic
They couldn’t afford silk?
There is nothing refreshing about it
There is a candy jar
The old guy has been up there six times
I know because h...
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Categories:
wastepaper basket, satire,
Form: Free verse
Passing Days of Mid-Age- Rivers of Unspoken Grief
...The faded afterglow of a life passing through mid-age is also wrapped with an expected pattern of probable uncertainties. The moments that can ignite true spark, are not numerous, neither are those a...
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Categories:
wastepaper basket, love,
Form: Prose Poetry
Pig Not Pie
...A barrel of oink is a snout snaffling. Order of pig sect of oink. In a pink summersaulting cartwheeling ham chunk. Wee wee weeeee. Rolling. Hilltop. Hollybush road. Rhododendron. Raid bit trade. Road...
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Categories:
wastepaper basket, adventure, anniversary, appreciation,
Form: I do not know?
Typewriter
...Pumped
Reams of paper sit upon my desk accordioned untidily, dimpled where the cat stood or sat too long. The wastepaper basket was full of crumbled balls, reflecting the topography of the Nepali a...
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Categories:
wastepaper basket, nostalgia, writing,
Form: Prose Poetry
The Writer
...The book lies open
discarded notes
framing the corner
your room so quaint
pictures hang
askew!
You carefully smile
avoiding
guarding
You have learned to guard
a wastepaper basket
full of nothing...
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Categories:
wastepaper basket, life,
Form: Free verse