Over the Edge
I gasped at the vastness,
it seemed as large as
the parking lot at Walmart.
Only there was
no pavement and
no painted lines and
no RVs free camping and
no shopping carts running amuck and
no conspiracy theories.
In fact, there was no solid ground,
except under my feet,
and the view was breathtaking
and reminded me to stop
and reevaluate
before I fell into oblivion.
Lovely interpretation here, Denise! I love description by omission – all the “no” statements to tell us what could/should be there but isn’t – and some I’m quite glad ISN’T there! The WalMart parking lot imagery made me laugh out loud! I miss Ethical ELA, but I’ve been wrapped up in some other creative work surrounding my graphic literature practices and there are only so many hours in a day – now that school has started again! I keep hoping to hop back over there, so we’ll see. Admire that you did all 24 hours! You go, girl!
Ah, Denise, I think I found your first comment! Thank you!
Love that opening! Best use of the word Walmart I’ve ever seen in a poem.
Lovely poem 💖
Great poem…..especially the lines
reminded me to stop
and reevaluate
before I fell into oblivion.
It’s what we need to do…..!