i got two cents once.
i didn't even ask for them.
someone just put them in my hand
and said, "there you go, sonny boy".
i looked at the coins.
two shiny pieces of metal
reflecting the sun into my eyes,
blinding me at times, when i wasn't careful.
so i put them into my pocket.
there, i knew i wouldn't lose them.
even though i was one of the forgetful ones
i savoured the feeling of them jangling in my pocket.
knowing that in a few days,
i would forget all about them.
lost in the wash, left on the table,
out of sight, out of mind, out of luck.
one day, i met someone.
and i thought he might need
those two cents more than me.
so i searched for the shiny coins.
i couldn't find them at all.
i looked in my pocket, my wallet
until i found one, pitted and tarnished.
it didn't reflect the sun as well anymore.
so i fished out my own cent
added it to the old one
and gave him two cents.
what's it mean, man? Am confused. Again though, would be more effective if you just put it into prose. I don't think it functions as a poem, and maybe the meaning may come out better if you write it in lines.
ReplyDeletei like the mary poppins reference. tuppence! my favourite song in the musical.
ReplyDeleteI think it's a good poem. As far as things go.
ReplyDeleteIt's got a message.
some of it, really doesn't have a point. like, if stanzas 2 and 3 and 4 went missing, the only loss would be that you 'd need a filler between 1 and 5 & 6.