Non-keeper

Posted on June 21, 2021 by purplepeninportland 
Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #506

Words:  symbol, sign, history, end, onslaught, people, slide, pour,
        drought, still, week, nights


Don't pour me no more,
slide out that door. You
are history.  Mystery to
me how I didn't recognize
the signs of 'bad dude'
all through those nights,
now at an end.  After
the onslaught of flowers
and gifts, you began
to drift, a symbol
of a non-keeper.  After
a week you'd return
stinking like an old
still.  People warned
me, but I was in a
deep drought, and thought
you would provide a way out.

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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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2 Responses to Non-keeper

  1. Hank Kaykuala says:
    June 22, 2021 at 5:28 am

    but I was in a deep drought,
    and thought you would provide a way out.

    Love your laments pictured here Sara! Feelings of despondence may not affect us directly but we can observe lots of them in these trying times!

    Hank

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