Loosely inspired by a recent somewhat heart-breaking post by Cardinal Guzman, I decided that the world needs more bad poetry.
At peace,
At home.
Alone.
Quiet, but not quite.
The kettle boiling,
Coffee brewing—
Another day, another night.
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Mara Eastern 
“Another day, another night.” Yes, unfortunately. More loneliness to deal with.
Thanks for the mention though, it made me feel slightly better. 🙂
And apropos poetry:
“one can never be sure whether it’s good poetry or bad acid”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
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Bukowski has some good quotes. It’s funny, when I produced this “poem”, loneliness was the feeling I had on mind. I don’t think it’s quite clear from it, I guess it depends on your own state of mind, how you interpret it.
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Bad poetry is better than no poetry I think?
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This is an excellent idea! Thank you 🙂
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Life is so often about the same old same old…..I think you nailed it, in a quiet sort of way….
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Thank you for your kind words! Much of life is routine, and I like routine, yet, at times, it’s deadening.
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Yes its the reason why we need to re-invent ourselves from time to time. I did it in my working career, otherwise I’d have gone insane I think.
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It’s not bad – reminds me of mornings ..
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The attempted “poem” was about any part of day – for me, it would be evening, but it could be morning for you!
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What is “bad poetry” anyway? Personally, I like it. It definitely captures that calm, home-alone feeling.
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True, it’s hard to say what constitutes good and bad poetry – though I suspect mine is more on the bad side! At least, I had some fun writing this 🙂
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