July 24, 2012 at 10:20 pm (Poems) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

was neatly ordered
with negligible negatives on the right
and overwhelming positives piled behind and to the left.

it ever be clear why
some struggle significantly whilst others are able
to classify feelings so that life seems to makes perfect sense?

sure this cadaver
had overcome his negative aspect
to such a degree that he was permanently joyful.

All right
Not a perfect ending.
Rubber gloves and a twisting device
revealed envy to be the undoing of this unfortunate.



  1. insidethebirdcage said,

    God, this is wonderfully dense and beautifully put together. Hit a nerve.

    • Julia Dean-Richards said,

      Thank you. One thing that amazes me about poems is where they keep coming from – another mystery x

  2. mypenandme said,

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  3. Vincent Mars said,

    I’d write poems too, but I have not been born under a rhyming planet. 😦

    • Julia Dean-Richards said,

      If I was a rhyming planet, I would wear a hat of stars;
      and I’d write some fifty words a day and sign them ‘Vincent Mars’.

  4. oamhischeevopes1977 said,

    Reblogged this on victoriajhardint.

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