My Sadness
Published in Poem Of The Day
Another year is coming to an end
but my old t-shirts will not be back-
the pea-green one from Trinity College,
gunked with streaks of lawnmower grease,
the one with orange bat wings
from Diamond Cavern, Kentucky,
vanished
without a trace.
After a two-day storm I wander the beach
admiring the ocean's lack of attachment.
I huddle beneath a seashell,
lonely as an exile.
My sadness is the sadness of water fountains.
My sadness is as ordinary as these gulls
importuning for Cheetos or scraps
of peanut butter sandwiches.
Feed them a single crust
and they will never leave you alone.
About This Poem
-Campbell McGrath
About Campbell McGrath
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(c) 2016 Campbell McGrath. Originally published in Poem-a-Day, www.poets.org. Distributed by King Features Syndicate
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