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Refrigerator Magnet

I am a magnet
On the refrigerator door
Holding a picture of your love

By choice

Surrounded by a cloud of electrons
Some of which belong to you
Others like stray-dog-spirits
Once fed

Nipping at unconscious consciousness
Throughout busy motionless
Days on display

Feeling magnetism decaying
Tenuous temporal hold
Attraction bled

Your thoughts visit
The refrigerator
Every day

When they get food
For your reality
I hold a picture

Over my face
While a pack of wild minutes
Bark and drown

My voice

Categories: existence, Poetry Tags: , ,
  1. May 29, 2011 at 11:16 pm

    You gave the magnet on my refrigerator a voice. Very unique.

  2. May 30, 2011 at 8:20 am

    They are kind of like poetry. Many are almost completely invisible, some are arresting for a moment, others linger in the attention, and a very, very few are timeless. Thanks for visiting.

  3. May 30, 2011 at 10:42 am

    Mine are mostly pictures that tell a story , then scattered animals that are growing old, as you say, ” Very few are timeless ” Thank you.

    • May 31, 2011 at 6:59 am

      Please tell me where we can read your work!

  4. May 31, 2011 at 3:45 am

    Great poem. I discussed your poem in an article.

  5. May 31, 2011 at 9:15 am

    I write on Hubpages.com. My member name is Always Exploring. I am a new writer with much to learn. My passion is poetry. Thank you for asking.


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