leisure is odd
the ability to think
and sit around
enjoy a quiet moment
it’s novel
not doing anything
with my hands or eyes
at the end
I don’t even begrudge
going back to work
though I’d prefer not to
Author: Georgia Tell
Poem #123
productiveness
that’s an adult
sort of
Poem #122
an orange drops from a tree
and no one picks it up
Poem #121
call you
call them
everything is okay
call back
call again
Poem #120
thump, thump, thump
a roofer straddled the ridge
he pulled another nail
from a compartment in his belt
he positioned it
and swung his hammer down
thump, thump, thump
his partner was in the house
talking to the beautiful homeowner
the roofer knew his partner
his partner liked pretty women
and hated heights
thump, thump, thump
he scrambled to his knees
pulled at the tether
it secured him to the roof
he went closer to the edge
“she changed her mind!”
thump, thump, thump
his partner yelled up to him
“what?” the roofer yelled back
but he had heard and he sighed
he untethered himself
and scooted to the ladder
thump
Poem #119
I’m alive, haha
I’m alive in the sky
so high, I survived
gonna dive, s’cool tonight
franchise, then surprise
over night, enterprise
we’re on a rise
and it’s about time
Poem #118
I’ll call you
from my window
lean on the sill
stare at the sky
hope to hear
something, anything
Poem #117
you will be impressed
by me, by us
just wait and see
the best, no less
Poem #116
tired delight
difficult inspiration
fun challenges
long days
short years
life
Poem #115
genuine shock lol
real conversations happen?!
it’s preposterous!
