Thursday, April 21, 2011

If He Had Another Chance

Just
give
me ten
dollars for
this guitar. It sang
in protest marches long ago
while I slept in, too busy to
join up, too selfish
to see the
truth I
see
now.


Linda Watskin
Day 21 Poetic Asides prompt

5 comments:

  1. Wow! They say hindsight is 20/20. Well put, Linda.

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  2. You're lucky, some people never see the truth!

    I love the shape of this poem.

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  3. The poem isn't about me—it's about a man who went to a pawn shop with his old guitar.

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  4. I liked this. Funny thing is, I wrote my Big Tent poem last night about a protest . . . to be posted tomorrow a.m. :-)

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  5. Guitars always have stories to tell.

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