Deselection, Poetry

Weak End Warrior

Posted by r.Douglas on

Or shine a flash light on it

OVER YONDER

The end game dictates
That I should capitulate
say…
Right about now

But no how-to
Is being proffered

And that’s a bit
Disconcerting
Considering …

I’m new
In knowing…how…
in any way
I should navigate
Any over-under
That might circumvent
My-this-their-that
understanding…ney
perspicacity….
say…of confronting
one’s coming
Event Horizon!

Here’s a beat…so to speak I’m writing melodies and such now

Published by r.Douglas

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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  1. judigoldberg says:
    April 4, 2026 at 12:48 pm

    and but now yet the how to is as, and the music shines a sound

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  2. Susan says:
    April 5, 2026 at 3:05 am

    Troublesome, the navigation…. Would be nice if you were handed some instrument, be it a document or some mechanical or digital device, instead of being left to plot a path by the stars.

    Love the poem (and its title); love the beat (did I hear an elephant??); love the word choice: perspicacity. Nicely done.

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