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  • Monday Morning

    Monday Morning

    Flagging spirits unfurled by drafts of stout and ale
    as weary days fold into wearier nights of stale breath and
    failed dreams, dashed and scattered, yet rebuilt on the flimsiest
    of grounds, because the dream is what gets us to the next day

    Swiveling heads marshaled for competition, sharp-eyed vultures
    solitary predators, drool-induced succubi, ravening, red-eyed, ready
    threat of pumpkins, rats, and mice as they race against the clock
    pairing off in hopeless, reckless, woe begotten, misanthropic unions

    Next morning coffee cannot erase the foggy memory of meaningless
    coupling, the nameless lump snoring in your once sacred bedroom
    now a defilement of the pinks, fluffies, perfumey adornements that
    you thought kept you pure, virginal, the pretty little girl on daddy’s lap

    Is it Monday morning already?

  • #2
    Strewth! What a tour de force of DEVICES masterfully wielded. There's a sense of you letting go with this, yet I can see it has been carefully worded - the ideal mix. You've hit some kind of stride with this, MHenry. The cumulative effect of the wordplay does not at all obscure, rather magnifies the theme of this poem of stature. I predict a lot of Likes, and they shall not be enough.

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    • MHenry
      MHenry commented
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      Thank you, grant, Sensei, for your kind assessment! As is often the case, you've seen past the words, through the hand, and into the mind that wrote them. This was absolutely a 'letting go' write with some attention to craft (particularly in the first line - perhaps, not too unlike the The Double Crossover in style) and word choice.

  • #3
    A focused mind clearing sobering lament. Touch them all as you round the bases man.

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    • MHenry
      MHenry commented
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      Thank you, divot! I appreciate your supportive comments.

  • #4
    I can only say I'm thankful in extremis never to have experienced personally this tale of woe you've penned. Talk about a 'hang-over'...I think you've raised (or cleaned out) the bar!

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    • MHenry
      MHenry commented
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      Haha! You don't know what you are missing, RLW! I met my first wife in a bar.

  • #5
    Desecration of the soul MH. you wrote it well.

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    • MHenry
      MHenry commented
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      Thank you, AG!

  • #6
    oh my goodness. what a verbal assault!

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    • MHenry
      MHenry commented
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      That it is, lg! That it is! Thank you for looking.

  • #7
    A virtual treasure trove of sharp poetic turns!

    Truths, bluntly uttered, in your signature style.

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    • MHenry
      MHenry commented
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      Thanks for the visit and the lovely comment, Dwayne.
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