I Do. You Don't. (A Poem)

This poem was written using today's Poetic Asides prompt: "For today’s prompt, write a handheld poem. Whether it’s video games, smart phones, or soft tacos, the world is filled to the brim with things that can be held in one hand (or both). Consider the handheld and write your poem."

Is Eternity Forever?

I Do. You Don’t.

You took my hands, placed 

eternity on one with good
intentions, but now declare
promises are meant to be broken
when spoken. Yet I’m naïve,
the one who disagrees, and believes
in forever after.

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Cutting the Unnecessary from Our Lives

No Sharp Objects Allowed

Random Thoughts While Getting a Haircut

Even
paper
has a mate
forever together:
paper and pen.

Or pencil—
when pen leaves for another 
paper
with better blank
pages to offer


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