Thursday, September 26, 2013

Once

My mind is an empty dark cave
The explorers foolish yet brave
One miniscule breeze
(Where did I leave my keys?)
A pity there's nothing to save

I thought of words but they perished
Falling through caverns deep dark and squarish
The corners smell bitter
Like old kitty litter
My sanity (once) I had cherished
.

10 comments:

Margaret said...

Oh, Jana it would take way more than a minuscule breeze to knock your ever-thinking brain out! Nice poetry young lady! And I enjoyed the Emily D. link. "Scarlett blood" ... Love that

G-Man said...

Janna...?
Last week a Haiku
This week a pair of Limericks?
If you write a Triolet next week I'm going to refer you to rehab!!
Loved your poetic 55
You always make me smile...Thanks
You are like finding an UN-opened container of Cool Whip in your freezer right as the timer Dings on your oven telling you that your Pumpkin Pie is done.
Have a Kick Ass Week-End

Brian Miller said...

sanity is over rated any way you know....the shadow corners have such soothing voices any way...

Mary said...

Janna, I understand about perishing words too & perishing keys. And sanity, well it is a matter of degree, I think. Smiles.

nonamedufus said...

Janna? I think it's time to change the litter box.

razzamadazzle said...

What a dark 55 this week. Sanity is certainly easy to misplace.

hedgewitch said...

Sanity is highly overrated. Love the rhyme and meter, and the bit of dark humor as well.

Nara Malone said...

Aww. I know that feeling :( Wishing you a better state of mind tomorrow.

Janna said...

Brian: Sanity is indeed overrated.

Mary: Sometimes I wonder....

nonamedufus: Would you like to adopt two slightly used cats?

razzamadazzle: It was here just a moment ago.

hedgewitch: Darkness is my specialty sometimes.

Nara: This state of mind might stick around for awhile. Stay tuned! Send chocolate.

Janna said...

G-Man: (Woops, sorry I forgot to include you in that last bit...)

I'd love to see the kind of rehab they have for people who write too much poetry. ;)

Margaret: I think Emily Dickinson and I would have been good friends if we'd gotten the chance to know one another.