
Poetic Distraction
One day I was sitting at home
Trying to write a poem
I opened my mind
And what did I find?
Stuck browsing on Google Chrome
One day I was sitting at home
Trying to write a poem
I opened my mind
And what did I find?
Stuck browsing on Google Chrome
Warm autumn day
Open November skies
Sunrise whirling with whisking leaves
Captured in your eyes
Buzz of the pool, barbeque’s glossy air
Swaying beneath painted skies
Drops of chlorine slipping from the ends of my hair
Splattering around prune-like toes, mixing with the popsicle raining down my sticky wrists
Family and neighbors laughing with food in their mouths
Dog’s eyes scurrying up the table
Chicken lathered in sauce, bread stuffed with meat, butter melting into corn on styrofoam plates, sheltered under umbrella
Brothers and cousins chasing me up the slide as I snatch the first firefly, only to release it to the first twinkling star
Escape to our world
You and me
Wrapped in dreams
of living it again tomorrow
You write me how you want
And flip me like a page
Stab me with your pen
Until I close on you