The Last Straw

The last straw is seen
Floating upon waters
Three inches above your head.

The last straw is found
In the shoveling of dirt
When reason is dead.

The last straw is declared
When all is never done
But all is always said.

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"A lonely craftsman putting one word after another."
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6 Responses to The Last Straw

  1. Anonymous says:

    Makes me think, how many straws have I declared. Great writing as always!

  2. yeoldefoole says:

    “but all is always said”!!! KILLER finish!

  3. words4jp says:

    this is so clever – very true – and makes me think.

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