John W. McEwers

Veteran Poet - 1,178 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

It's Dark When No One Talks Anything - Poem by John W. McEwers

It is dark.
It was dark.
It always will be
until now.

He's back
from outer space,
this friend that wandered in
with a familiar face

It is nice to be with old friends
cause it feels nice.

Think about the oil that spills
tumbles out the body of a wretched
broken ship

and all the penguins
their tuxedos stained black

so just their shirts

they would rather not be stained.

so think about that.

Topic(s) of this poem: love, memoirs

Form: Elegy


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I did this when drunk

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 29, 2015



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