This Mellow Mood of Mine: a poem
art & poetry by Brian Loewer
This mellow mood of mine
has me watching my wrist watch.
Tick, the talking clock
Rants my day away...
as I lay my head on feathers thread,
with my buzz cut
and belly fed-
I think about mid day rays.
I lie awake-
Ponder moments gone
and watch the skylights-
Looking into the vast
memories of my past,
consciousness slips away...
"I'm hangin' by a thread.
Goodbye, like a begger's bread,
or a button
Frail day hanging there-
Melancholy night, raising here-
Everything falls to a yesterday.
See you later everyday.
© 2012 Brian M. Loewer All rights reserved.
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