Tag Archives: poetry. participles

THE DANGLING PARTICIPLE

 

 

 man on edge

ITS DANGLING AGAIN,

THAT PARTICIPLE

OUT THERE ALL ALONE,

IT’S HANGING BY A COMMA

THE NOUNS ARE TAKING NOTICE,

THE VERBS ARE RUNNING SCARED,

AND ALL IS GONE TO PIECES

FOR THE DANGLING OF A WORD.

THEY NEVER FAIL TO NOTICE,

THIS COMPANY SO SUBLIME,

THE WAY ONE SPEAKS

THE WAY ONE’S HEARD,

AND NOW I NEED A VERB.

I HIDE MY SHAME AWAY

BUT STILL I THINK THEY’VE SEEN.

NONPLUSSED I MUST REMAIN,

WITH PREPOSITIONS NOW ASKEW

CONJUNCTIONS LOSING HOLD

THE INTERJECTION STANDS CONFUSED.

ALL BECAUSE A PARTICIPLE

IS DANGLING AS A WORD