From Spark to Ashes
Once Burning Bright, Then Dying Embers

Roasting Marshmallows at the firepit with notions of ghost stories
is not quite the same as Microwavable Ramen Noodle Dinner Surprise.
Singing campfire songs like Kumbaya and Praising the Lord,
is not quite the same as the parking ticket for the broken down RV.
Displaced, disabled, retired, old, achy, and cranky people
learning how to live the Vagabond life as if they are new and improved characters in Steinbeck's sequel novel "The Prunes of Dark Humor".
Where do we go now? Where is the shepherd for those lost lambs?
Centralia, Pennsylvania and Bodie, California, might offer a hand.
Pawnee City, Nebraska, and Pomeroy, Iowa, once had a certain spark.
Gary, Indiana, and Cairo, Illinois, could be more than abandoned parks.
Scottsboro, Alabama, and Picher, Oklahoma know about dying embers;
When a Shepherd isn't there to lead you, be one yourself and RE-Member.
About the Creator
Shanon Angermeyer Norman
Gold, Published Poet at allpoetry.com since 2010. USF Grad, Class 2001.
Currently focusing here in VIVA and Challenges having been ECLECTIC in various communities. Upcoming explorations: ART, BOOK CLUB, FILTHY, PHOTOGRAPHY, and HORROR.



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