This Poem Is A Drifter

Written for:  Poetic Asides #380 

For today’s prompt, write a nothing better poem. Now, there are at least a couple ways to take this, but probably more. First, the poem could be about a moment that’s so amazing that nothing could ever be better–kind of like a high moment poem. But taking the same prompt, someone could spin it the complete other way as a “nothing will ever be better again” poem.

This poem has nothing better
to do, than drift through
your mind, stopping along
the way for an ice cream
cone, or a slice
of pizza. If you are reading
this poem, you might be feeling
hungry or thirsty. Dealing
with your urges–whether splurges
on goodies, or stolen peeks
at the moon–is vital to
becoming acquainted with
yourself. This poem wants
you to be happy.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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