Tag Archives: Melanie Thomason

Contagion

You were fully aware

that it is contagious.

Yet,

you pointed that yawn

right at me.

~Melanie Thomason

4/5/2021

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Why

Why do you continue

the fool’s dark dance

and deny your own luminosity?

Why do you commit yourself to an eternity of decay?

Self-loathing cause a curious pigmentation

and you are saturated by it

~Melanie Thomason

04/04/2021

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Subtext

You really aren’t as clever as you think

Or maybe you just underestimate me

I did indeed read between the lines

Your message not so hidden after all

Or maybe that was the point

If so, why did you need me to know?

If not to relay your message to its intended recipient

Do you think it paints you in a better light than had you communicated it yourself?

Or maybe, just maybe you didn’t expect me to see the deeper meaning behind it all

Be careful now. . . your slip is showing

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~Melanie Thomason

04/03/2021

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Translation

 

 

Can I get a translation?

Interpretation??

I don’t happen to speak

your particular brand of crazy.

~Melanie Thomason

04/02/2021

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Tchotchkes

Tchotchkes, knick-knacks, “collectibles”

Whatever you call them

you know what they really are

Dust collectors

Trapping every bit of dust and dander they come in contact with

Sometimes I feel that way

Like a dust collector

for every negative thing

floating my way

Or a gaping black hole

Devouring everything it comes in contact with…

feather duster anyone?

~Melanie Thomason

4/1/2021

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April is National Poetry Month

Day one almost slipped by me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I’d Love to Change the World

This came out in 1971…. sigh

While I don’t appreciate some of the lyrics…most is still so very relevant

 

 

 

 

 

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March 25, 2021 · 8:23 PM

Transcription

Here I sit again

transcribing pain

Syllable by syllable

These wounds don’t bleed

yet refuse to heal

Some people can’t be mended

~Melanie Thomason

3/3/2021

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