Skin

knowing looks, whispers
outright aggression

due only to the skin one is in

this norm sewn into our fabric
not swiftly abandoned

cannot withstand hard looks

does this not gnaw
at every soul?

this thing, that is undoing us,
will it ever be excised?

Pat
3/08/21

For dVerse Poets Pub where Sarah is hosting and the prompt is “Swift” on quadrille night ( a 44 word poem).

Quadrille: swift

Culture Shift

ready for summer

 

Caribbean sun beating down folks going about their business

a languid stroll eases to a halt in the shade of a almond tree

 a respite for a soaking up of the market day scene

things are getting done not at a hasty pace

perfected is the art of moving under the Caribbean sun

PR

1/24/2014