My Mind

Personal website of M.G. Daniel. Sharing poetry, my writings, snippets from my life and whatever's on my mind.

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(Alternative title: writing fail or that old poem I am trying to rework but not succeeding) writing-fail

How ripples spread far

across the surface of a pond

when pebbles drop,

how slowly holes fill up.

 

We buried the neighborhood stray

for its dubious honor bestowed on our doorstep,

deathbed unoffered – to the sudden sullen moments

of our mother’s humming, we knew she’d lost

her favorite pastime, an anchoring eyesore

to moan her life’s vexations.

 

The chronicle of life’s woes we crave

an end to, say good riddance to trifling

annoyance and then chin in hand sit

crying at the endings we so wanted.

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Author: M.G. Daniel

I am a lifelong scribbler who is now focusing on poetry and becoming more established as a writer.

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