“It Was Not Joyful”
An ill-prepared wanderer,
the rains came for me.
Violent, voracious, vexing vendetta.
Sheets of water fell heavy.
Visual acuity registered poor and begot bad decisions.
Puddles exploded in measured bursts,
as my cobbled soles ranged uneven ground.
Outerwear did little to divert the assault.
Eventually, socks and underwear captured the glory of the flood.
It seemed as if Noah was imminent.
He never showed.
Just soiled and saturated beasts,
two by two, three by three,
a bathtub lottery.
Dampened regression.
Deluge-ional.
Dam burst. Capacity exceeded.
Waterlogged loafers,
squeaked through the depot.
Hurried and hydrated forever.
Plumes of water overtook curb-stranded souls,
that waited for the WALK signal.
A moist menagerie,
stupefied by ambitious clouds.
It was not joyful.
A very special thanks to LR for simply saying : It Was Not Joyful
40/40: Summer Poem Slam-a-bam is a ongoing project in which people have joined me for 40 days and 40 nights of on-demand poetry. They have submitted the concepts, ideas, and subjects; I’ve done the rest.
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Welcome to my effort. Yes, as a great procrastinator, it requires great effort to stay focused on something productive that matters to me. I’ll find any old excuse to traipse from project to project, and I rarely end up at the place I started. I find this maddening, and exhaustive. So it is with high hopes, and a greater grasp of self-awareness, that I embark upon staying the course so to speak.
I enjoy writing. Be it blogs, fiction, poetry, etc. I love the craft and the act of creation, the art in and of itself, for it’s own sake and end. I am happy to be able to do it.
Some stats:
Born: March 1974
Education:
St.Francis de Sales, Charlestown MA
Don Bosco Technical High School, Boston MA
University of Massachusetts at Lowell, Lowell MA
Bunker Hill Community College, Charlestown MA
DePaul University, Chicago, IL
North Virginia Community College, Arlington VA
Harvard Extension School, Cambridge MA
Place of residence: Somewhere in the land of metro Boston. It’s vaguely familiar and becoming home more and more by the day, but when you come from “The Town” all else fails by comparison.
Favorite Color: I’m partial to all forms of blue.
Favorite Author: c’mon! don’t expect me to answer that, there are too many.
I enjoy memories of playing 80’s Atari better than playing any advanced gaming system that exists today.
Some day:
Hope to be recognized for my paper clip collection. As well as my 27 rejected applications to Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailiey Clown college.
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I have no idea if this was meant to be, but I read this and think of times when you hold back emotions and than they just overcome you. Tears. Loads of tears. A flood.
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