Three Poem Treats


If I write the poem in my heart
things fall apart, I fall apart
nocentior can hold
I wrote this panning for gold.


If I forget who I am
maybe I’ll be Sam I am
until it comes back to me
who I’m supposed to be.


The ironies of life are not
lost on those who iron
the wrinkles from their day
night always increases.

~ ~ ~

[I posted the above poems as tweets on Twitter
one each the last three successive days;
here, I’ve made a few minor changes.
This footnote is not a poem.]


Published by

Joe Linker

"The Coming of the Toads" by Joe Linker is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License, and Copyright 2007-2020 Joe Linker - author of "Penina's Letters," "Coconut Oil," "Scamble and Cramble: Two Hep Cats and Other Tall Tales," "Saltwort," "Alma Lolloon," and "end tatters."


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