Misplaced (Snapshot Poem)
I searched everywhere
for a poem today. I don’t
know where I put it.
In the refrigerator, where
I once found my keys?
Buried in the sofa cushions?
It’s not under the bed.
I checked. All of my pockets
are empty, except
for fluff and dust, one
disposable lighter, a few
crumpled tissues.
I looked in the garden
but all I brought back
was rain.
~sharon brogan
05 october 02016
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