Shift – A Poem by Brandon White

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Hello Friends,

A bit under the weather and heartbroken at the news of the passing of a family friend. I step towards this moment, where the world feels zapped of meaning, in hopes of finding where the truth is hidden. A new free verse poem below.


Shift:

The world passes by
through clear lines 
in the etched glass 
of my front door

The count is up to
three joggers and two walkers,
none with children or dogs,
all feeling better than I

A snoring Pitt-lab at my feet
and a taste in my mouth 
that I just can’t seem
to brush away

The silence of this house
is unsettling but remains
because it isn’t mine to break
Just as these bones, this skin,

none of it owned,
just borrowed
for a time


-Brandon White
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9 Comments

  1. “The silence of this house
    is unsettling but remains
    because it isn’t mine to break
    Just as these bones, this skin,

    none of it owned,
    just borrowed
    for a time”
    Loved the last two stanzas! Shows the impermanence of life. And sorry about the family friend. My condolences are with you.

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