The Straight And Narrow

Written for:  Poetic Asides November 2016 Chapbook Challenge – Day 4
Write an imagined life poem (for you or someone you’ve seen at a bus stop, grocery, etc.)

He pumps his arms, and looks so stern,
his mustache neat and trim.
A nod of head,
could it be meds
that makes him seem akin

to a robot?  Did they program him?
Precision stride, I’m led
to think he might
have gone to fight
a war, that’s left a thread

unravelled. He cannot stay in bed,
his routine hard to unlearn.
He runs, his chin
juts out, determined
to keep his demons from return.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are in the process of returning to New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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