Cary Lynne’s most recent poem to appear here was “last minute poet takes the stage” (December 2016)
2 & 2 keep making 5
by Cary Lynne
Uncertainty is an unsought trophy I carry room to room
the gold of memory seems plated cheap silver at best
every belief I had of you hangs like broken balloons
draped like disease on all the furniture of my life
while in the tiniest place beaten almost to a pulp
uncertainty still begs to be delivered to any better place.
A wonder of a poem! It leaps. It dives for cover. And, in the end, it haunts. Thanks for writing and sharing this poem. HGL
Wow, alot said in few words. Great images too.