What’s in Your Cell Phone’s Notes App?

The titles of songs you’ve memorized to sing in the shower. If I Were a Carpenter. Walk Away, Renee. Haikus about Amish women playing softball in winter. A short entry about driving through fog ice. And a reference to falling dominoes. The words gökotta, saudade, snapfish. Found phrases: “Music recorded on the x-rays of bones.” The assurance that no human has seen a full honey moon in a hundred years.” A partial list of unread books: A Confederacy of Dunces. The Mambo Kings Play Songs of Love. John Welter’s titles. The phone number of the woman you saw who wasn’t seeing you. An ode to blue moon ice cream. And paragraphs about Pogo neckties and van Gogh’s Starry Night. A memo to write a poem about Bobby “Blue” Bland. Another blue moon ode. Wild thing, you make my heart sing. You make everything groovy. All the answers to the Facebook quizzes you’ve taken. Batman. Orange. Meerkat. A reminder that you see possum heads in the daffodils in a town too tough for churches. A question. What do you take with you when you leave on a train?

 

About the Poet:
Michael Brockley is a 67-year old school psychologist who works in rural northeast Indiana. Recent poems have appeared in Flying Island, Gyroscope Review, Panoplyzine, Third Wednesday and Zingara Poetry Picks. Other poems are forthcoming in Atticus Review, Gargoyle and 3Elements Review.

 

 

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