Notice of absence from arqios
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
Fresh and clean
to smell and feel
my favourite jeans
like second skin
but as i zip up
i feel a lump
a wad of fluff
a foreign feel
i pulled and fished
but there remained
fibres and particles
in the pocket deep
i pinch the bottom end
and pull from inside
'til it's fully out
a white-washed tongue
letting the wind
take up in its wings
the remaining fluff
of what once was
my marks and grades
of a school year done
obliterated, disintegrated
into lumps of pocket fluff
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 29th, 2022 09:19
- Comment from author about the poem: here's one for those at school! and those with memories of school!
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Comments2
The imagery🤩is brilliant! brought back memories when I hid a term paper under the bed and found it months after 😂 A well written poem💖
Thanks JudyStella, those were the days!
Good write CB.
Good memories too! Thanks orchidee… spell checker likes orchids 😝
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