I have written this poem with one stanza a day based on the #liblit prompt on twitter. I have rewritten it slightly for the purpose of getting a little bit more coherent story. Any feedback appreciated.
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The mirror showing staring eyes
So filled with tears and lethargy
An image to the worlds that cries
A man without his energy
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To everyone he is a clown
Amusement is ubiquitous
His pain behind, it is not known
A gap that is precipitous
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A pleasure that he once enjoyed
For children fabricating toys
Mephistic men he did avoid
Here are no longer any boys
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If this would be a fairy tale
He would just cease and abdicate
And spend his days just drinking ale
To afterlife not dedicate
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But yet again he meets a day
With effort that’s ineffable
As acrobat a simple play
Not more for self amenable
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At death, his diary was read
With entries that were rancorous
On final page it only said
“I should have been cantankerous”
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July 25, 2012
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Love it! (And your #artwiculate post)
I am so happy that you like it 🙂
Wonderful..really appreciate the last line.
Thank you so much
beautifully written DB
Thanks so much 🙂
This is cleverly crafted with such care. It’s definitely food for the word junky.
Thank you so much 😉
Perhaps, I am too shy a person to participate in groups, though, at times, I do try; but, I must say, you do some very interesting and fun work (or should I refer to it as “play”) with your twitter groups. I don’t think I quite have the hang of it, as of yet.
This one is not a group effort, but I have used a prompt per day. Prompts are excellent to get inspirations. 🙂