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Where Am I Today . . .

Kenneth has a taste for abstract/prose poetry as well as the comical side of life. 23-years of writing for a newspaper has served him well.


Where am I today?

well . . .

Had a meal, a minute and daily shadows cease

My feet broken, bruised, I sit as I please.

Sitting listening as birds, trees, and grass talkI hear every blade, each bough, each stalk.

Rainy summer days stay dry, my years taste of chalk.

Where am I today?

I miss, oh, how I miss, Tenney, my frend since two

Walking, laughing, crying in shade trees secret.

We honor, we hug, we know not how to regret.

But life slowly crawls straight in front of me

Causing me now to stumble, bumble and grind.

Where am I today?

I choose to save my breath, blood, and mind.

I'll get there by morning, been there many times

When my husband of 65 years, with tears and lines.

I will walk on slowly watching my landscape

Knowing well, I shall neer see this long grass' escape.

Silently I lay down at dark, die, and laugh, take on another shape.

Finally, I know where I am at forever the days . . .

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© 2020 Kenneth Avery


BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on October 16, 2020:

I would love it if it were the olden days where we could bury our loved ones on the land we owned.

The glory days should be the ones to lead up to our end of time.

No one knows when that tap occurs.

Nice write.

Shafqat M from Srinagar, Kashmir on October 16, 2020:

This poem literally transported me to another realm where present and distant memories meet, till they finally part ways only to meet again (when coming across piece of literature like this poem).

If I am not mistaken, there is a typing error in this line, "Knowing well, I shall neer see this long grass' escape." Instead of neer, I think it is "never."

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