I Don't Know What Came Over Me

Then There Was The Time I Lost My Mind for a Month

What is it?

  • This site the fault of Leslee and Patry, via Qarrtsiluni.

    Here's the premise:

    Every day, Dictionary.com publishes a Word of the Day. I will display it here. If I like the word, I will try to come up with a poem using it by the end of the day. If you like the word, go ahead and write your own poem and post it in the comments, also by the end of the day, if you can.

    While you are here, please play nicely with others. Spam will be summarily deleted, as will anything obviously abusive or malicious in my opinion. Also, please note that everything written here remains the intellectual property of whoever wrote it. Therefore, you are not allowed to copy or republish anything here unless whoever wrote the bit you want to use tells you in writing that it's okay.

    Problems? Comments? Write to me, Sara, at SaraArts dot com.

    Have fun with this!

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Inspired by you, Sara...

Retail maelstrom

products flying off the shelves
heaped and overflowing wire carts
wheels crooked and out of line
dragging bits of caught string
crowded aisles men and women
sweating in their winter coats
children crying uncomfortably
wanting drinks or Elmo or a nap
lines of customers backed up
shuffling impatiently or worse
lobbing insults and grim looks
elbowing for place among the carts
cash register tape flying out
landing in cascading spiraling pools
of white paper tinged purple with ink
plastic packaging and plastic bags
hanging heavy and cutting into fingers
slow moving hordes shouldering
through electronically surveyed doorways
out into the sudden brisk winter air
out into sun setting rosy hued over pavement
over rows and rows of cars
embraced by the bare black arms
of a small tree
a single star
shines flawless


Ah, thank you, Moose, that's very nice! I like the arm, too, which is not only very pretty and shines with serene contrast, but spreads the applicability of this to the Christmas season if you read that star another way.



Uh, typo... When I wrote "arm," I meant "star." I'm sure that makes more sense.

Sorry 'bout that. I'm glad I decided to catch up on comments and caught it!

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