PRICKLY
Dragged out by the feet
Kicking and screaming
That’s how he came into this world
He has lived life like that ever since
Contentious, rambunctious, a ‘my way
is the only way outlook”
Age and lessons learned had little impact
He was who he was
There was no changing this
PR
2/21/15
MIRROR
Of all her siblings, she was the one who
Looked most like her father; the spitting
image as a matter of fact. Which was odd
because she felt the least favored.
Her earliest memory was fearing him.
She must wade further into this before
the end of time.
PR
5/23/2014
#6
CANTANKEROUS
Hated being told what to do
Yet he ended up in this jail for old people
He had gotten no groceries lately
His friend hadn’t been around a while
He left the apartment to get some food from Margo
Darn door slammed shut
Keys on the table
Margo wasn’t home
PR
5/07/2014
#5
ESTRANGED
feeling at sea had become familiar
her longing would not be quieted
her roots were without depth
like toppled sidewalk trees
revealing an underside left wanting
she lingers in animation craving that lost connection
she was without that inner sense of home that
comes only on returning after long absences
PR
5/05/2014
#4
RECALL
Submerged in thoughts a scowl furrowed his brow.
She studied him, wondering where he had gone to.
Wherever it was, he went there occasionally and
he offered no details. She shifted, the rustle
stirred him; with a quick smile the cloud dissipated.
Introspection completed. Where he had been mattered not.
PR
5/3/2014
#3
PLENTY
Whatever happens to you as a child stays with you.
She had two pairs of shoes, one for church and one
for school. Now a professional, having many pairs she still
just wore one pair until it falls apart. She is still adapting
to living in the land of plenty.
PR
4/18/2014
PS: I loved that fifty word challenge so much I’m still playing with it!
