My life is a whack-a-mole
of warning lights
Every one extinguished
Is paid back threefold
My mind is
Cluttered with
Crumpled ideas
An unmanaged
Overgrown
Oasis
Just like my boot space
Is an abattoir
Of empty AdBlue bottles
Perhaps one more
Top up will extinguish
The intermittent flicker
On the dusty dashboard
Or scratch the itch
Behind the irises
The joints of my knees
Worn smooth from overuse
They bear the slick characteristic
Of an overused stick shift
Where there was once
A sleek transmission...
Gears now
Carelessly crash
Metallic paint
Marred with
Scuffs and gouges
A few more sweeping scars
Won't matter...
At least the surgical stare
Of the summer sun
Has abated
Making scratches
and hematomas
feel hidden once more
Soon the shadows
Will welcome
Hot wax and pumpkins
What ridiculous promises
Will the soon to be new year bring?
More problems
Never any solutions
The scent of a freshly opened
Car air freshener
Lasts longer
Than my resolutions
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Author:
Syd (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
So abstract, yet filled with clarity, love the word choice! Thanks for sharing
Thank you so much for your kind comment.
Very much appreciated - Syd 🍄
A flood of metaphors makes a collage of meaning in this poem. Nicely worked it carries a surreal feel.
Thank you so much Sorenbarret.
I always appreciate you stopping by, reading and commenting.
- Syd 🍄
You are very welcome Syd
Beyond recognition of an old banger I once owned, I’ll leave deeper interpretation to any metaphor maniacs 😂who may be watching. Rich in horrible detail, Syd; thanks for the memory; glad it is just that now.
😂 Thank you so much Dave.
- Syd 🍄
Syd, this made me laugh and wince at the same time. Life really can feel like one freaking warning light after another. Loved this my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
It certainly can Tristan. Thank you for reading and commenting.
Much appreciated my friend.
- Syd 🍄
What a wonderful poem, here, here to all of this, I can't find a favourite line they are all super brilliant and very relatable. Bravo my dear friend Syd a fantastic piece of poetry. 🌹
Such a kind comment 🧡
Thank you so much Shirley. I hope you're keeping well.
- Syd 🍄
Vivid and sharp. Powerful work.
Thank you so much Thomas.
- Syd 🍄
Well at least you still make resolutions. I stopped as life tends to follow its own course whatever you want or choose doesn’t always happen
I totally agree. I now rarely make any.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting.
Much appreciated - Syd 🍄
Always welcome 🤗
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