The Aftertaste

March 10, 2010
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It comes and goes
One here, one gone
They arrive, they depart
Some dents bigger than others.
The cycle is repetitive,
If not tedious.
Occurrences are regular.
Used so much it’s worn down
Bit, chewed, swallowed,
Until all that’s left is the aftertaste.

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hannah109 said...
May 20, 2010 at 5:57 pm
brilliant! i am utterly speechless. all i have to say is...BRILLIANT! :-)
vamplover said...
May 20, 2010 at 5:56 pm
beautiful. i love the image you metaphorically create. it takes a real poet to understand how to do that. great job!!
90210girl said...
May 20, 2010 at 5:55 pm
perfectly written. like a true poet. LOVE IT!!!
gossipgirl said...
May 20, 2010 at 5:54 pm
such powerful words in a short space! every word is a prize. i love thisss :)
jill456 said...
Apr. 12, 2010 at 10:25 pm
this really made me think. i wonder what you were thinking when you wrote this? that last line really hit me hard...thats how powerful your words are. keep writing...i cant wait for more!
Brian_Lambert said...
Apr. 11, 2010 at 9:51 pm
I like this alot... Specifically how you can apply it to different things, instead of it being set on one specific time,place,person,food,etc. Good job!
Venus_Queen said...
Apr. 11, 2010 at 9:07 pm
This is good. But i just didnt really get into it....
Jan-o Wizard said...
Mar. 28, 2010 at 7:31 pm

What are you referring to here? As a poet, I have to assume that your work has a more figurative focus than merely food.

Are you referring to thoughts? Relationships? The days of your life?

A good poem causes the reader to sit and muse about its meaning. That's what I'm doing here.

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