A Quick Poem I Wrote

[owen652]

One and a half billion

Worthless platitudes.

They flap and flail in the cool breeze,

Nailed to a tree,

Stained by the rain,

Torn by the wind,

Yellowed by the sun.

Risible in their failed nobility.

Tepid waves of electrical impulses that somehow

Were of value once

[Ousian]

 

I'll try and interpret it better when I have time.

[TheRedneckProfessor]

It makes me think of Hindu Prayer Flags... and of all the prayers and praises I offered up that went unnoticed.

[tylereverett]

Compelling.  I'll have to think about it for a while.  

[Margee]

I've thought up my own interpretation of this. Good stuff Owen.

[owen652]

most poetry I write I can't even interpret myself, but this one is pretty simple actually - internet memes and the way people use them to mask their reality

[xliar]

reminded me of an image I saw recently of a very delapidated Pontiac Silverdome for some reason,,,flailing rags maybe. Good poem.