poem, poetry

Life is…

Life is…

Life is blatherskite
cheap talk, nonsense dealt as truth
no substance, all lies.

Life is ephemeral
carelessly left by nostrum
proscribed by a quack.

Life is addictive
struggle with rigor mortis
drugs terminated.

Life’s episodic
notifications rule days
tap minutes away.

Life is decisions
concave glass cracked, lipstick smudged
camera snaps affair

Life’s work ten hours
broken boiler icy show’r
empty apartment.

Life is traffic stopped
threat of job loss if you’re late
white knuckle commute.

Life is promotion
dangled from puppeteer’s strings
no raise just more stress.

Life is broken dreams
words carved on hearts–no one reads
in quiet that bleeds.

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for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie: Wordle #102 “March 21, 2016”

36 thoughts on “Life is…”

  2. Ah, the negatives we run into as we survive this world, oft times alone. Your pen is brilliant, Melinda, and you capture so clearly, the dark side of the human endeavour. Your senryu are superb, truly. Sending warm hugs to you, my friend, in hopes those icy showers don’t take their toll 🙂

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    2. You are welcome! I take cold showers regularly, even though the hot water tank works fine 🙂 Glad to hear you are fixed up 🙂

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  4. You hit this poem right in the tooth! I love it! I love it a lot!

    Life is promotion
    dangled from puppeteer’s strings
    no raise just more stress.

    Yes, life is a product that life itself promotes that brings nothing but difficulties along the way.

    Excellent poem. 🙂

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