Poetry

December 30, 2016 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Michael Comeau

 

By

Lianne Kamp

 

 

New Year’s Resolutions for the Realist

 

 

I will not chew tobacco

            and spit it at the feet of strangers

I will not grocery shop

            in my bathrobe and flash fellow shoppers

I will not scare the postman

            causing him to fall over the porch rail

And I will not wake in the morning

            thinking sanity has reigned during the night

 

 

I will remain baffled

            by human and inhuman conditions

I will fail and try again

            to love the ugly and unlovable

I will continue to grow

            older and be perplexed by the process

And I will walk on the beach

            grateful to have landed on this planet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lianne Kamp

I came to Boston many years ago to write poetry.  Although I never abandoned poetry altogether, life had different plans for me. I have rediscovered the importance of writing and over the last year have been published in a number of Prolific Press journals. Mainly, I write poetry to make my world more panoramic by watching it more closely.

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