On an Iceberg of Words
by Jerry Ratch
She cut me adrift
On an iceberg of words
And words melt
As you know
Looks like we may have
Gone out on the limb
A little too far without
A toe-hold on Reality
Doesn't it?
But I saw the headlines:
Cows Bound for Slaughterhouse Make a Dash for Freedom
And
Yet another mall evacuated in upstate New York
Due to heavy infestation of mall rats
Well, I thought I'd seen and heard about enough
Until now, because
My muse just blew a fuse
When suddenly a little boy
Who looked a lot like me, asked:
“Do you think God will play with me?”
Well, that … that's a great question, Timmy
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Those last few stanzas -- big yes! *
For me: the first stanza ... **
Love the close
Great last line, yes.
The close rocks!
Well, somebody's got to like the middle--that'd be me! Ackshully the whole thing's a humdinger.
Opening stanza is killer.
And words melt as you know...
We are all melting.**