Life Whisking By Poem by Suburban Lovechild

Life Whisking By



Life whisking by
Partial storms are never
The sherpas they need to be
There's more to it than
Viewmaster renderings
laced with lemon twists
And why must I share it
Without the ability to expunge
That, this and those
Of my choosing
Slice me a taste of the rarefied air
Topped with cream, joy and
An overwhelming sense
That tomorrow is always better than today
That doldrums are merely pimples
On the flesh of porous humanity
Eagerly waiting to be popped
And wiped on the shirt
That needs changing anyway.

(5/25/10, Metrolink, Dtown to SCV, after FEI event at Jonathan Club)

Friday, January 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mj Ardimer 12 February 2015

While reading, I can fell that you wrote your poem from the agonize of your soul. Thanks for sharing this to us..I life it

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