........................Dandelions In Cement Cracks Poem by elysabeth faslund
........................Dandelions In Cement Cracks
'The Best Poems Are Penned At Night'
After the world has bottomed you up
like a brown bag, no label wine.
All. Day. Long.
Plopping your worn glass,
empty, on a Whirlpool cardboard box...
Absorbing, drying
all once-upon-a-time, 'Made In China',
condo-walled dreams.
Your buddy, 'Thunderbird', twitches whiskers
over glistening gutter teeth.
Dandelions in cement cracks.
Ah, life is good. Sleep peacefully.
No mortgage. No rent.
The morning brings a full glass
to hold you in escrow...
For Torquemadas
Of the World.
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* NOTE!
But, look on the bright side!
Publisher's Clearing House
Can knock on your, uh, door!
You DID follow the rules...
Didn't you? And...buy $5,000
Worth of stuff you'll donate,
And write off on your taxes...
Next year....?
Good Morning! Good Morning!
Ya'llses!
As I sit here in my middle class existence eating Little Debbie Cakes and Diet Coke for lunch your inspiration brings an angst of peace and serenity to my existence, , , , thanks for sharing..
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8/29/2026 1:45:05 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
ha! That's the deLUXE whirlpool model Elys..I'll have you know. Yes. the best writing does spill at night...thankfully..as I know just where to go for my morning coffee and wake up poem .. =))