Not Today
a free verse poem
His mouth was so dry,
he would not have been able
to lick and seal an envelope
if he still lived in a world
of envelopes and stamps and
rotary dial phones.
Sitting alone in the desert,
a feeble wind stirred the dust
around his feet
with slow deliberation, searching
for any crack or chink in his skin
that might let in the elements
to erode him from the inside out
like the rusted carcass of the car,
with its sun-bleached paint
sitting nearby, chipped and blistered,
looking for all the world like
the tattered remains of his heart
or the pocked and pitted lining
of his very soul, oh
the dreadful condition of his being.
This is where he came to think
and process the whirlwind of
his daily life, lived in a state
of awe and wonder, but
not the good kind.
At some now forgotten, but pivotal point
something had changed, though
he could not quite
place his finger on it.
This is where he came to
make his decisions
when things got out of hand;
when the world closed in
too tight, leaving no breathing space.
With life clenched around his chest,
causing him to gasp.
No one could see or hear
his struggle. Here
he was alone and
he often imagined that
one day he might decide
to sit in that desert forevermore.
But not today. No,
not today.
About the Creator
Randy Baker
Poet, author, essayist.
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Comments (7)
“with its sun-bleached paint sitting nearby, chipped and blistered, looking for all the world like the tattered remains of his heart” That was especially heartbreaking and superbly written. There is so much talent shown in this. I liked how you made the ending hopefully but still relatable.
Loved this soooo much! Excellent writing, here!
Poppy’s Prompts fitted beautifully into your poem… really like the image too.
Really excellent! Great use of the Poppy's Prompt words! This had great imagery and a captivating voice!
I don't know quite what it is, but I slithered into the skin of this protagonist.
I felt that... it was really emotional
Great poem, Randy! Gave me that desert-y feeling of the Interstellar opening scene.