Down on Lonely Avenue
I tripped
On a hell of a shell
And I fell
Me, an urban hippie
My floral gown, ripped…
Down in the void
A misfit, a rugged bearded man
Escaping, condemning society, materialism
Created his den
An onion, maybe ten
Layers and layers of Zen
Down on Lonely Avenue
My bloody knees
I lost my keys!
I might even have a kidney disease
Please… freeze, or maybe sneeze
To be accident-prone used to be fun
Like a pun
Now, it’s just a bull run.
Down in the void
I try to hold my own
Away from it all
At times, a Buddha in my soul
Seldom, as mad as Sigmund Freud
It’s quiet and free
under this Banyan tree
It’s lonely
only me and the green tea.
Down on Lonely Avenue
I crawl on concrete
I almost lost my wit
Everyone’s laughing at my outfit
My pain, my care
I wanted to transmit
Yet… the masses only perceive
that my cardigan is vintage and double- knit
Down in the void
The retired fellow
On a pension scheme
Of one and a half marshmallow
Banished himself and his cello
to this world of mellow
down bellow.
He renounced the sun
and all of its yellow.
Down on Lonely Avenue
The cruel with all their expensive fuel
Invaded the street
Their feet clad in meat
They bargain and tweet
I admit my defeat
Descend in the void
Oh, wonder!
Who is this other humanoid?
So cute! Made me laugh 😁😁
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Thanks! I’ve reached my goal then.
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A FAR-RANGING POINT-COUNTERPOINT! I’VE ALWAYS LIKED BANYAN TREES!!!!
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Thanks for sharing! Banyan trees are indeed wonderful.
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THE STUFF OF LEGEND AND SONG! 😀
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So. Yeah. You should keep writing. This reminded me a lot of some of my favorite poets, but, this is you. Exceptional.
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Thank you so much for your kind words. I am over the moon that a seasoned reader of poetry appreciates my work. I will certainly continue to write.
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Thank you for following my blog!
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I loved this poem. It was fun to read because of the back and forth and the way it’s laid out. I laughed, but there’s some food for thought in there!
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Being one of those people that is sometimes so graceful people have asked if I am a dancer and then whew….and I’m almost doing a concrete face plant tripping over a small rise in the concrete or catching my shoulder on a door frame, I can relate to this poem.
Thanks for following my blog! I appreciate it!
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A beautiful poem with good rhyming 👌👌
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Thank you!
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After reading your introductory post of your search for purpose and meaning, this poem hit me a very sad and calling out! I hope you are finding your way and are doing well. I love your poem It is very well written! Thank you for sharing.
dwight
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Thank you, Dwight. I hope that you will continue to read my future work and that you will enjoy it.
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Very engaging and serendipitous poem! As my mother used to say, “I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.” Glad you chose laughter! ❤
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