Greetings Friday Poetry People. I just came back from a month volunteering at a camp in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan with my family. It was an amazing time. One minor drawback was there was very little access to Wi-Fi and such things and I did not get to read many blogposts let alone participate on any Friday Poetry events.
I did get to perform some of my poetry at a crew talent show so that was good. I didn't write any poetry while I was there and am saving the one I was working on before I left for next week so today I am going back to the archives.
Here is one from 3-11-1993
Untitled
John Doe rests uneasily
Albeit eternally in the county morgue
Found outside a supermarket
Slumped against the cart return rack
On a different cart now
The contents as generic
Doe, John
Motionless on the table
A poem prepared for publication
The venomous white space atop the page
Leaves the editor no choice
But to mark the work: Untitled
An unnamed man
Alone in a dimly lit parking lot
Breathes his last amid
Unread circulars and candy wrappers
Leaving behind no glimpse of history
No hint of next of kin to alert
Height and weight can be measured
Eye and hair color observed
Blood type determined
Age only guessed at
The death certificate
Marks the cause:
Natural
Margaret is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday event at Reflections on the Teche. You can check it out by clicking here. Today is Margaret's Birthday so you may want to congratulate her on that as well.
