Rod Mendieta


The madman that sits on my chair
Picks up the breadcrumbs
From the coffee table
But leaves one for the wandering little ant
Who crosses the big checkered desert
With unwavering resolve.
He also fancies himself a scout of sorts
Foraging for lost memories
In the vast frozen desert
Of his withering mind
And wonders if a heartless controller
Ensconced in an Olympian summit
Has wiped away the last little scrap
Of a once lovingly treasured remembrance
With his unforgiving hand.

Topic(s) of this poem: memories

Poem Submitted: Monday, June 5, 2017

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Comments about Breadcrumbs by Rod Mendieta

  • Bri EdwardsBri Edwards (10/6/2017 4:18:00 PM)

    I'll toss this into October's showcase.

    bri :)

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    Rod MendietaRod Mendieta(10/8/2017 2:00:00 PM)

    Thank you Bri, and it was quite a selection. Your own poem is a tenner. You should write serious stuff more often, though the humorous ones always tickle me a lot.

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  • Bri EdwardsBri Edwards (10/6/2017 3:51:00 PM)

    to October's showcase.

    bri ;)

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  • Kyvin NashKyvin Nash (8/30/2017 6:21:00 PM)

    Wonderful writ Mr RM +10

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    Kyvin NashKyvin Nash(9/11/2017 6:16:00 AM)

    Thank you Sir, it means a lot...! ! !

    Rod MendietaRod Mendieta(8/31/2017 1:10:00 PM)

    Thanks for dropping by, and to anyone visiting, I recommend Kyvin's poem 'Watchman, What Of The Night? '.

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  • Bri EdwardsBri Edwards (7/12/2017 12:04:00 AM)

    damn! i couldn't think of your last name! but only 22 poets showed up when i searched rod. :)

    now to read the poem.

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    He also fancies himself a scout of first i thought He referred to the ant. but i guess you mean He, the 'madman' (you? ?) , like the ant, is searching for something.

    yes, i can see now why He is a madman. or at least i see THAT HE IS one. why? is another matter. the guy is aiming for institutionalization or at least meds!

    everybody knows that the Olympian gods are too busy to bother with such trivial stuff as one human! ! !

    bri :)

    but, upon further reflection, it would seem the guy is having some semi-rational thoughts. semi-ones.

    maybe just meds and a weekly visit to a Dr. will be enough.

    i too sometimes think of helping out ants, or at least not rubbing out each one which tempts fate by scurrying across our kitchen counter, or bathroom vanity top!

    as Susan W. uses bread crumbs in her comment, not breadcrumbs, so would i. but who's complaining! ?

    hesitantly, to MyPoemList.

    bri ;)

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    Rod MendietaRod Mendieta(7/15/2017 9:03:00 AM)

    Glad to see a few amongst us think little ants deserve a break! Thanks Bri.

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (6/8/2017 1:35:00 AM)

    Bread crumbs and ants and a checkered tablecloth have just been turned into extraordinary ingredients of this ingenious piece of writing. I have just put you on my list of poets to keep my eye on!

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    Rod MendietaRod Mendieta(6/8/2017 8:17:00 AM)

    Thank you Susan. I'm a sucker for little ants. When our cat's feeding bowl gets filled with ants I take it out to the garden and and knock them all out so that they land on the flower bed. My wife just flushes them!

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  • Stuart MunroStuart Munro (6/6/2017 2:23:00 AM)

    Crumbs I like this rod, on my poets lists

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    Rod MendietaRod Mendieta(6/6/2017 6:57:00 PM)

    Much obliged, dear friend!

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