The Poetic Asides day 28 prompt was for a ‘_______ Story” poem. Apparently I had a couple of stories in me.
In Progress StoryHair thinning, Thinned, actually, Chins multiplying; Playing hell at the gym Trying to reverse the course. (As a matter of opinion, All personal trainers are evil) Wife still forgiving and seeking My worth as a husband; And becoming a greater object Of my affection for the effort. Children growing like deep south kudzu – What happened to the babies? Running the race daily; Work, bills School, track, gym, homework, dinner…. No finish line and no medals. The reward being the rare time, Together as family, no distractions, Bundled under the blanket, Competing with dogs for couch position as We wind down from the weary day. Tonight we will lay down – exhausted, Praying we are granted another tomorrow.
© Mark Windham 2011
A Mistake StoryJust coffee, safe Secure. Hand holding at Movies. Dinner next time, Kissing Open door to Passion Clothes strewn quickly On floor Next day empty, Quiet Confused by the Silence © Mark Windham 2011
A WallyWorld StoryDemolition derby disguised as a parking lot, Handicapped spaces full of those that are Apparently not – looking to be door rushing fine. Holiday cheer begins and ends with the Salvation army bell ringer. The counting game of the day is Piercings and butt cracks. Obese children abound, along with an Overabundance of camouflage on Hats, pants, coats and boots. Skin tight clothes covering well rounded Bellies and over-inflated butts, Pajama bottoms and hoodies also prevalent – Oh! Butt crack number four, on a roll! And …. THAT is just beyond description. Babies with babies, parents loaded with piercings, Hair of all colors and skin covered with ink. Checking out a communications adventure With cashiers of questionable language skills. Characters worthy of Carroll or Seuss, An adventure in fantasy, horror and reality. © Mark Windham 2011