Lost in distractions

By cadymae

I lost a poem.

Some where between idle musing in line
and hot coffee in hand merging doing 50.

It had something to do with the couple I spied
leaving their home earlier than normal.
(How do I know that just glancing over?)
All dressed up in their last century's best.

If we had moths down here, like they do up there,
her old camel-hair would have been threadbare.
I bet it still smells of mothballs, and cedar closets
where the children used to play.

It might have been Whitman who admonished
"carry a pen and capture all.
They never return from whence they came."


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Copyright 2013 cadymae
Published on Friday, March 15, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • sIo On Thursday, February 22, 2018, sIo (926)By person wrote:

    I’m distressed after reading this but I’m the faintest way. Like hugging a stranger.

  • carlosjackal On Friday, January 19, 2018, carlosjackal (3010)By person wrote:

    Record everything. Even if it feels trite, shite or overwrite. There's a good home waiting for all lines and phrasing. And the single words.

  • FadedBlues On Saturday, March 16, 2013, FadedBlues (2172)By person wrote:

    ...a lost poem is the saddest thing. the torment of trying to hold something so tenuous when the world is exploding around you...

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