JUNKYARD OF THE MIND
Bottle-necked dreams
stagnant ideas
progression in reverse
botched plans piled high
in a rotting junkyard
complete with black flies
Trash and garbage everywhere
almost impossible to escape
gaping wounds
of festering thoughts
and putrid lies
that turn day into night
All the results of
mental depravity
and moral decay
In the junkyard of the mind
Ann Christine Tabaka was born and lives in Delaware. She is a published poet, an artist, a chemist, and a personal trainer. She loves gardening, cooking, and the ocean. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her poems have been published in numerous national and international poetry journals, reviews, and anthologies. Chris has been selected as the resident Haiku poet for Stanzaic Stylings.
Ann Christine– I don’t have time to read all your poems right now, but I’ve read three or four. You’re a good poet. Your work is clear, direct, unpretentious. From what I’ve read, there is a great ability to tackle many topics and aspects of living. I think your best work is ahead of you. Bravo and thanks…