Split/Splat Or Upon Reading Browning Poem by A. David Abraham

Split/Splat Or Upon Reading Browning



Sometimes when I wander way
I take the often ride
It splits, it splats
It goes that way
With no more room to hide

It hurts more to keep my wits
To let all things go forward
It splits, it splats
It goes that way
In every way untoward

Monday, November 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This was written in my head walking up the subway steps after reading Robert Browning's poetry on the subway.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Beautiful poem David Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken

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