Today marks Day 5 of the Slice of Life challenge. Join me as I work to write every day in March – and hopefully beyond!
Sometimes
When the monkeys on the back
Outnumber
The feathers in the cap
Or when the proverbial
Whack-a-mole
Feels out of what
And we feel
Unseen
Unheard
Alone
Adrift
Someone tosses us
A wide-ribboned line
To remind us that
Yes
We are still tethered
Bound
Tied
IntoAmongWith
One another
Soapbox: The Way I see Things 
Awwww!
I know, right? The cuteness gets me every time.
Yes! Thank you!
And somehow we are all tossed those bones when we seem to need them the most. Love the picture. Doggy Heaven.
YES! And it always seems to be those moments where we haven’t gotten them, or we convince ourselves we don’t need them, that they come in the most handy.
Your play on words with tossing a line/ribbon plus the internal rhyme with line/remind here works so well:
“Someone tosses us
A wide-ribboned line
To remind us that
Yes
We are still tethered
Bound
Tied
IntoAmongWith
One another”
Beautiful imagery for a powerful ending!
Whoa! I hadn’t even realized I slipped that rhyme in there. I guess that’s what happens sometimes when we decide we’re throwing words in because we love the way they play together. A happy accident, for sure.
Your wordplay and line of thinking are ceaseless wonders, Lainie. I, too, am drawn by our being “tethered” to one another – and all the fun but sad figurative truths in the opening of your poem. Whack-a-mole! For. Real. I’ve been meaning to ask you how your GORGEOUS canine friend is doing – and what a loving gesture, that tossing.
That gorgeous canine is an absolute LOVE. Like my children when they were small, she is most lovable when tired or asleep, but still brings joy in *most* other moments. And yes, tethered. Bound. Interlocked. ALL the metaphors.
I hope the monkeys on your back lighten their weight on you soon by disappearing altogether. That is one happy pup!
Unfortunately, the monkeys on my back decided to breed and then start a jumping contest today. I’ll try and shake ’em off the best I can!
I love your play with words. It made me smile, which I really needed. Thank you.
Thank YOU!
Perfectly constructed with such depth of meaning and that photo at the end!
You are an amazing poet. My favorite are your first two lines. A nice way to end a frantic day.
Wow, thanks! Puppies and poetry – BOTH balms for the soul.