Net Poem by Joan Xie

Net

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We are down and out
Like rats out of their sleeping holes
After a long winter
It's easy for us crawling through life
Counting our little possessions
Out from underneath
When gravity works
But my mother has other ideas
She floats to the top
Not for a better way out ‘cause there is none
But for a better view
There.

(2019-11-11)

Tuesday, November 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kingsley Egbukole 12 November 2019

A beautiful write up. Well composed. Thanks for sharing. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments.

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Joan Xie

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Shanghai, China
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