A Poem by Jon Roggie

Mind if I sit?
 Being polite.
 and looking at the top of the barrel.

 world does get a little heavy.

Where was I?

By yourself?
 Me two.
Get it?
I forgot.
  You can't see the words.

Raise of the eyebrow?

I get that.

Slump in response,
 tired smile.

Nod in response.

thank you

watch the rising sun

© 2020 Jon Roggie

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I always have found your poetry poignant Jon, it was good to read you today. Your poem gave me much to think about, the almost numbness mingled with one day at a time feeling is consuming, maybe I am rambling but enjoyed this a lot :)

Posted 1 Month Ago

Jon Roggie

1 Month Ago

I thank you. I have family, blood and chosen, in the middle. Hope it carries some of their feeling.. read more
The lip of that barrel can look more and more like a distant horizon these days, as we crane our necks to catch a bit of anything resembling normality.
I've also found any seat i see is calling my name more and more Jon, must be all this inactivity making even the most uncomfortable bench feel like a sofa. I just hope we all don't seize up before it's over, leaving us like statue memorials.
Stay safe.

Posted 1 Month Ago

Jon Roggie

1 Month Ago

I have been able to do some excavations on my front lawn. A forgotten walkway has been uncovered, a.. read more

1 Month Ago

Yes, I've noticed that too. People still want to chat, connect, feel human. Hope it continues after.. read more
Yes, me two...
I am nodding to this poem..."there is house in new orleans, they call the rising sun" but there is only one person in that house now....not many a poor boy.
I like the spacing here...yes, the world is a bit heavy at the moment.

Posted 1 Month Ago

Jon Roggie

1 Month Ago

Still, you manage to find another connection, one I had missed. Just a couple of poor boys...

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Added on April 18, 2020
Last Updated on April 18, 2020


Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA

I tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..


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