Conclusion – A Poem by Addey Vaters

Submitted by Addey Vaters 

The sun a floppy disc
In the sky;
I wonder
When do we become
Obsolete?
When did the outdated
Out date itself?
When will my own thoughts
Drown in an ocean of sand –
Or poppies?
I always loved the red
Flowers spread amongst
Tapestries of green
Alongside the interstate;
But they, too, die.
I wonder when they realized
Their red bled out,
Petals burnt orange
From the floppy disc sun
In the sky.

About the Poet

Addey Vaters loves anything and everything related to cats and/or folk music, and is a proponent of the Oxford Comma. She resides in sunny, sometimes snowy, Colorado and her work has been published in riverrun, Sleet Magazine, and The Black dog Review, among others. She is currently the poetry editor of borrowed solace. You can find out more about her and her work here.

Painting: Late Afternoon Prairie – Carlynne Hershberger