Ted Sheridan

Depleting My Remaining Layers Of Ozone- Pt. In A Series Of Poems Leading To My Death - Poem by Ted Sheridan

The fall air lightened by lower humidity and a genuinely stiff breeze
Actually provided me with some comfortable moments for a change
The summer sun had been extremely hot and perhaps has contributed
To my overall mood being a tad more depressed than need be
Reflecting back over the uneventful dog days of July and August
I realize how much energy I wasted and expended just trying to remain cool
On this the final day of my last September
As the distant sun now speeds across the deep blue and practically perfect sky
Leaving only an array of multi colored ice particles streaked into the fabric
Of the sparse thin clouds and flattened ozone
Summer’s signature or its signing off of sorts on the high cost of air-conditioning
And the obliviously impatient attitude it has developed for spending too much time
In one place for long periods of time
Not unlike me who now has become so short I am able to predict accurately
Right down to the second
That moment when I too will depart this hemisphere for the next….

Comments about Depleting My Remaining Layers Of Ozone- Pt. In A Series Of Poems Leading To My Death by Ted Sheridan

  • (9/30/2007 7:03:00 AM)

    I want to cuddle you. t x (Report)Reply

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  • (9/30/2007 1:06:00 AM)

    I am in mourning there was another bomb blast at poem hunter forum, this had great confusion.. read about it in my next poem.. (Report)Reply

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  • (9/30/2007 12:49:00 AM)

    PS, no ice yet, it's still very warm, at times humid and really summer like here...Don't think they'll be an autumn this year either AND, this is NOT the moment for the 'Autumn of Your Life.' xx (Report)Reply

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  • (9/30/2007 12:46:00 AM)

    'Death does not become thou Yet.' This is really sad and I hope it's just emoting thoughts and not 'real' for there are too few 'good men' left....Also, it's not fair, you don't get to depart BEFORE those whom you are leaving Behind! ! ! ! hugs, marci.xo (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 30, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 12, 2011

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