Bad(?) Poetry
At least once a year I try to find the poem I wrote as a sort of reflection on the one thing I wrote in my 20s that I don't think was utter trash. I always have a hard time finding it, but just stumbled across it. Gonna post it here for posterity.
First poem, written sometime between 2007 and 2011. This is the only thing I've ever written that I can quote from memory.
My vagrant reflection
slipping away like
shadows
at sunrise.
Deserted, I wander
chasing me backwards,
my vagabond lover.
I don't know if I think that poem is *good*, but I do think it's the best one I ever wrote. It was an expression of longing for something that I never did catch, but ultimately I think that wound up being for the best. Anyway, I wrote this second one in 2015. I'm not sure it's as good as the first, but I do think it's good, and it's a healthier poem than the first.
A murky reflection
This once my own
Shines echoes of light into darkness.
The looking glass shatters
As form follows function.
My shadow returns to my feet.
A vagrant
No longer.
So there it is. The next time I go looking for it, hopefully it'll be easier to find.