Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked up from poems overheard from Stone Soup's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here. To paraphrase Lorne Michaels, this poem doesn't go up because it's ready, it goes up because it's Friday morning.
Laurel Lambert's featured last night to close out March at Stone Soup. I'm looking forward to National Poetry Month and feeling very optimistic . Take that into consideration when you get to this week's poem. Thanks for reading.
Zero's Journey
We delude selves
as meteors do.
Document plummet
and call it a rise.
Note posture
once we land.
Announce failures
at winter's end.
I stepped up
my penmanship
to resemble
serial killer's.
I shot down
the albatross
but I did not
shoot the President.
I failed to read
all 101 words
of the released
Mueller document.
I took double
the Prozac
to spice up
our wedding night.
The sun exploded
and I just sat
on my mind
doing nothing.
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| Laurel, you can't be both a feature and an ope micer. |
Special thanks to Bil Lewis, Carol Weston, Prudence Francis, Russell Hutchinson, Nancy Messom, David M. Hogan, Jan Rowe, James Van Looy and Laurel Lambert.
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