Grappling

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I’m sitting on a park bench
composing a poem to my
inner nobody.

Traveling via my mind
down a pathless path
to the past.

Knowing it’s never too late
for regret, not in poetry
or a bottle of gin.

The pines around me seem
to thicken with nostalgia.
The leaves rustle their complaints.

I find words in the half
conscious, morose stirrings
of all my yesteryears.

The distorted shadows
of faded summer afternoons.
The air thin there with
near perfect density.

Soon the light will leave me,
fading with dust and ash.

I’ll scale the music now,
while I still remember how
that old song went.

Then I’ll take my paper and pen
and walk off into the bruised wind,
knowing by tomorrow, the world
and the poet will brighten again.

-Tosha Michelle

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95 thoughts on “Grappling

      1. I was about to write something similar to what Marissa wrote and I actually loved the ending of your poem precisely because of that. When you have an imaginative mind, nothing can deter you from having the ending you wish to your story. A beautiful write Tosha!

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      1. I’m sure I could think of a fitting comeback for that but luckily for you ..I have boxes to pack.
        OK, I have no comeback for that. I will think of something as I slave away though… something biting and snide and cutting ..and so on and such and such… Until then have fun with your edible, ..don’t choke ..or do ….

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  1. Great poem. Buuuuuttttt, I don’t think you have an inner nobody. Nope. You have an inner somebody that’s unique to only you. πŸ™‚ It’s true, you know. πŸ™‚
    Fabulous photo too. Did you take it?
    Have a great weekend Tosha. Eat some peach ice cream. Lol.
    πŸ™‚

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