You Won’t Believe Me

Please remember
How November
Left a shadow
In my cereal bowl.

How rage is the shading
On the stars.
So they can exist in 3D.

I know you won’t believe me.

How humor tripped over
Its own scorched soul
Solicit
ing the desert
For wisdom.

The sky
Numbered in crayon,
The birds
Penciled in,

Fetches solitude.

5 thoughts on “You Won’t Believe Me”

theusedlife says:

I love the last stanza. Wonderful imagery.

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June 8, 2020 at 12:45 pm Reply
1. naïve haircuts says:
  
  Thank you!
  
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  June 8, 2020 at 1:21 pm Reply
singhpiyush6089 says:

Beautifully expressed!

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July 16, 2020 at 12:29 pm Reply
1. Bob Whiteside says:
  
  Thanks Singh. Your comments are always appreciated.
  
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  July 16, 2020 at 1:40 pm Reply
  1. singhpiyush6089 says:
    
    My pleasure Bob!
    
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    July 16, 2020 at 1:40 pm