Jerry Buckley

Unglued - Poem by Jerry Buckley

The hairs on my head are graying,
my mirror says it's sad but true.
The ends of my nerves are fraying,
as my handle on life becomes unglued.

The words from my lips are mumbled,
just mute to explain how I feel.
The thoughts in my head are jumbled,
they hesitate, they stumble and they reel.

The weight on my heart is heavy,
with an ache more than it can bear.
Once upon a time you loved me,
today you don't know if you even care.

The love of my life is jaded,
light years in back of way back when.
The gleam in her eyes has faded.
Will I ever see that sparkle again?

Comments about Unglued by Jerry Buckley

  • (4/13/2012 10:16:00 PM)

    Well sad.
    I used the word ungummed in my Carl Nielssen poem.
    But never considered it as the title.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, October 8, 2012

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