Lori Boulard


The Last Poem I Will Ever Write - Poem by Lori Boulard

Today is the day I will let it all go.
Pages of words, awkward
and odd, will cease
to consume my valuable time.

Real life awaits- the only true poem
worth reading.

I head to the gym, parking right up
front by the door. After all, I mean
it this time. I climb on a treadmill.
Billy Collins and Robert Frost,
having been left home, collect
measurable dust and curse
my absence. I am sure of it.
I peruse the offered reading-
Forbes, too dry, Vogue, please.
I settle on Rolling Stone.

As my pace quickens, so too
does my speed of flipping
the giant pages. Glossy faces
and tattooed pectorals glare at me
boldly. Their defiant look
tells of those more defined
in their purpose in life.
Their glittering ears
and uncommon extras declare
validation, success, and more
than limited fame.
I should have learned to play the guitar.

I reach the end not a moment too soon,
shower, change and head outside.
It is partly cloudy, but I see sun eyes
and cloud hands playing
hide and seek with my moods.
Is that a metaphor? Too cliché?
Focus.

I leadfoot it home to the safety
I know, my mind swirling
with hunger for a deeper
distraction. Perhaps I will scale
the Great Wall of China,
ski the Alps or hunt
pearls in the deep. I log on to
see that the shortest of these
means a ten hour flight.

The coffee is ready and my muscles are sore.
Maybe I'll just write a poem about it.
I slump in my chair and glance over
at Collins. I'm sure I see him smirk
beneath the dust.


Comments about The Last Poem I Will Ever Write by Lori Boulard

  • (1/2/2008 10:14:00 PM)


    You know Lori, each time I peruse your works I find another wonderful Gem or two. Can I be your groupie?

    ~Ray
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  • (4/4/2006 4:31:00 PM)


    No one gets out of this crab bucket that easily. Great poem, keep 'em coming. - chuck (Report) Reply

  • (3/20/2006 10:41:00 AM)


    One heck of an outstanding poem! Powerful! (Report) Reply

  • (3/20/2006 8:47:00 AM)


    Don't worry, maybe you'll kick the habit tomorrow!
    ps: I know how to play the guitar, that doesn't get me 'there' permanently, either (though it IS fun, and easy to learn) .
    I feel I've already been to the gym today!
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  • (3/20/2006 8:14:00 AM)


    Lori, that is a great piece. You've captured the mood well and I'm sure more than a few here can relate to it. Grand write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, June 16, 2006


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