Poem -

Poor Poet

Satire.

Poor Poet

Mammoth tusk
found in earth's dark
fourteen thousand years it's laid
 
I wonder how
long it will be until
someone finds me?
 
lost within my very own fossil
aching for someone to
find my funny bones
“acknowledgment”
 
forever wondering
 
if, and when
  
will I ever be found?

 

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Rory McGinlay

Channelling the Dalai Lama, eh? Humorous with inner peace, hey?
I liked it

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Shirley Harrison

lol I do love the fact you enjoy my satire, of course here I'm laughing at myself and why not, some take it all too seriously. Thank you dear Rory always humbled to see you on my page dear Sir. 🌹

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Marion

Comedy suits you m'lady, keep it coming, enjoyable read. On a serious note though I cannot imagine a worse fate ( well I can of course) than to be displayed like a mummy in some dusty museum. I often feel sorry for the 'mummys' ...have I spelt that right? No matter...  that get dug up...poor buggers. X

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Shirley Harrison

lol oh dear friend of poetry Marion, you do my work an incredible justice, thank you for seeing the funny side 🤣 so much appreciated 🌹 

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