Thursday, April 27, 2017

Refugee Pest - PAD Day 27


public domain photo - Ellis Island - info below

Refugee Pest

I
don’t mean
to ramble but,
if I were fleeing your
forefathers’ motherland,
if my home were your
home, my children,
your children
would you
open your arms
to me
then?
If I were festooned
in your flag,
cloaked in the colors
of your country –
your company,
your school,
your team,
your cola –
might you, then,
 take me
in?

PSC / 2017-Apr
 

My offering for Day 27 of Robert Lee Brewer's Poem-a-Day (PAD).
Assignment: a "six word selection" poem
   





Wednesday, April 26, 2017

First Lady - PAD Day 26


public domain photo - details below

First Lady

What does she think?
How does she feel deep inside –
beneath that haute couture,
perfect hair and makeup,
behind that proficient smile?
Is she human?  Is she real
or merely a purchase –
 the supreme puppet,
a polished portrait?  Is there
someone underneath
that masterful application
of maquillage and camouflage?
At certain times
the shadows in her eyes
give me pause to ponder:  
is she happy
with the choices
that she’s made?
Does she ever wonder
these days
 if her current life
is worth the price
she pays?

PSC / 2017-Apr


My offering for Day 26 of Robert Lee Brewer's Poem-a-Day (PAD).
Assignment: a regret poem
   

 


Exes and Wise - PAD Day 25


public domain photo - credits below

Exes and Wise

“The first time’s for love,
the second, for money”.
Years later she heard,
companionship came third.
She never did find out
what four (and more)
were supposed to be for.

Witnessing firsthand
that merry-go-round (the
tying & untying of knots,
picking up loose ends)
she determined she
didn’t need anyone else,
if she loved herself.

PSC / 2017-Apr


My offering for Day 25 of Robert Lee Brewer's Poem-a-Day (PAD).
Assignment: a love and/or anti-love poem


public domain photo credits:


Monday, April 24, 2017

Incipient Spring - PAD Day 24

photo by PSC / 2016


Incipient Spring

Throughout
the cheerless
chill of winter
still songbirds sing
welcoming spring

PSC / 2017-Apr





My offering for Day 24 of Robert Lee Brewer's Poem-a-Day (PAD).
Assignment: a faith poem
   


Sunday, April 23, 2017

Last of the Lasts - PAD Day 23


public domain photo - credits below

Last of the Lasts

Her parents said
it would never last, but
she kept on giving him
one  last chance.
They say you’re always
the last to know,
but, oh honey, she knows.
 She’d always thought
that leaving was
the last thing she’d do,
but last night
was the last straw –
she’s through.
She wouldn’t stay now
(not even if he was
the last man on earth.)
But before she takes that
last bus, last train,
last flight out,
she leaves a note,
her last goodbye;
and burns his belongings
in a backyard bonfire.
(Because, she
who laughs last,
laughs best.)

PSC / 2017-Apr


My offering for Day 23 of Robert Lee Brewer's Poem-a-Day (PAD).
Assignment: a "Last (blank)" poem