Integrity
My dog is an honest thief.
The stainless steel bowl
with meat for Ben
he without cover or deceit
duplicity or lie
or any double-dealing
boldly claims for his own
as he noses the cat across the kitchen
and gobbles the treat.
Renovations
who would build a brick roof
when slate or shingle
serves better
as the heavy bricks
crumbled giving way that
night
and this unfortunate breach
opened to the roaring skies
and the great bear thundering
from the heavens
rearing raised those terrible claws and
demolished what was left of that structure
then shaking his coat
what storm
now swamped our living room
soon the contractors came
at least they were quick
with pallets of bricks
and mortar and tried
to seal the roof stop the leak
from the grizzly rain
both crawling on top of the house
swearing at this thumb and that
but then one was distracted and decided
to build a fine wall in the garden
with bricks damming the mud
while the water drove down through
that hole without mercy
now where to sweep this
lurching beast
while the men tap my wallet
and pour it all out
like a warm pot of coffee
E Award
Janet Leigh, of Poetmeister, has given Snake’s Poetry the “E” for Excellence Award, and it is now my turn to pass it along to ten super blogs. Thank you Janet!
Respite
a lull in the day’s winds
between the morning shock
of lightening
the shudder of thunder
and later the blow
between high pressure and low
this pause and silence
the clouds in repose
a comma in the sentence
of weather
Attic Clean Out
history shredded by the
whirring blades now packing
material for shipping fragile
objects
or simply cross-cut scraps
to be stuffed in brown paper bags
and recycled
Friday morning
hope it doesn’t rain
what didn’t fit in the
greedy machine
torn by hand
in halves and quarters
or cut by scissors
and burned
so many ways to destroy the past
except for her stories
