I remember

I remember

A Poem by Jon Roggie

To be honest,
  it can be a curse.

Not when you remember part of it,
  I mean the whole flipping thing.

Worse is seeing the repeating patterns.

Each a weak shadow,
  nothing which hasn't been seen before.

Shake my head.

No way to change it all.

Time to start at the bottom.

© 2016 Jon Roggie


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People take their anger, and throw it at the wrong target. Is it really that different than explaining away bad behaviour of an adult because of their bad upbringing? Your anger and frustration is very evident in these last few pieces.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

7 Years Ago

Not a side I prefer to show. I think people are afraid, and they let it turn into anger. All it ta.. read more
Now, this crap in Dallas? Come on people!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

7 Years Ago

This is not the way. It only leads to more violence. At least three people dead, and they had noth.. read more
Some patterns are like habits, tough to break.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

7 Years Ago

Getting out of hand. You will see it in the news.
I agree my friend.
"Worse is seeing the repeating patterns."
It is terrible we can see the repetition and still follow the path. Nice statements left the reader with something to think about. Thank you Jon for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

7 Years Ago

Won't be settled for awhile. Sounds like at least 3 cops killed at a protest by two snipers.
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Coyote Poetry

7 Years Ago

Another sad day for the USA.
Jon Roggie

7 Years Ago

They are adding up.

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Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA



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