tired lady stands in line
this is the pharmacy
we are comrades
waiting for medicine
forever we crouch in aisles
Poetry
I’m working on writing a thousand poems. I started in April 2015.
Poem #659
dance in the living room
embarrass generations to come
Poem #658
new detergent
sweet dreams
to me in fresh clothes
Poem #657
steamy soup
see through noodles
BEEF!
Poem #656
ghostly white skin
in the black room
beautiful above me
Poem #655
nylon green charging cord
oh how I love you
Poem #654
party
party
lights
candy
action
Poem #653
I see a man at a table
he’s talking and laughing
but I can’t see his partner
I wonder if he laughs to himself
Poem #652
curly haired dog
you are an angel
your heavenly color, my clue
snuggle to my chest
lick my hand
nuzzle my arm
all sugar, no spice
Poem #651
two kisses in the morning:
one when I get up
turn her over
and try not to miss her lips
she smiles sleepily
one when I leave
lift her chin
and lean almost falling over
she mumbles, “I love you, see you later”