What a mixed up mess I have brought
on my traveling train of thought!
Can I find any useful thing
in the crammed suitcases I bring?
There is no reason for the need
of dried-up poems gone to seed;
Lines that tried to fly with “feather”
but fell flat when rhymed with “leather”;
Labored paragraphs I carried,
so unlikely they’ll get married.
Phrases incomplete when single,
doubt this trip drives them to mingle;
Subject matter I should throw out
since no one reads what it’s about;
Sickening sweet Valentine verse
fattens my mind and maybe worse;
The train chugs down its mindful track,
loaded with bags I can’t send back.
Comments on: "Overpacked" (2)
Happy Mother’s Day,Elaine~hope you have a sweet Mother’s Day：）J
Thanks. Hope you have a good weekend too.