at the a & p
last night i went to the old a & p to grocery shop
tho it was gutted years ago
and made new into a medical arts building
the same building where i now go
to be poked and prodded and told
things i'd rather not hear
wishing instead to still buy
apples and spice cake with raisins.
i took your car
a big black car tho
it scares me to drive it
and i shake trying to park.
last night i was outside of the old a & p
and the lot was full of big black cars
a dealership worth
but none yours.
panic lay in my stomach
like a wormy apple
or spice cake with juicy beetles
speckled thru like plump raisins.
i was at the old a & p
with no way home because i forgot to lock the door
or maybe you had a set of keys
and i had spice cake lodged in my throat.
this is the one i just work shopped.
my thanks to all of the ones that helped.
i think their input made it a much better piece. sherry
Thursday, July 05, 2007
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2 comments:
well done.
Tho I'm not one to judge.
thanks.
yes you are one to judge. i write for people, not just other poets.
of course i am well pleased when a poem is commented on in a good way by other poets but i want people to enjoy my poems and writings.
that has always been my aim.
so please, do comment.
i ask everyone to.
thanks again. : )
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