- Non-Erotic Poetry
- What he could not throw away
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Really aluminum, the foil he called tin
Like soda cans gathered crushed into stacks
Treasures found behind the grocery store
Any to turn a penny, he took in
Wooden cheese boxes and red onion sacks
Piled in rows, from his ceiling to floor
Dear Uncle, what use did you imagine
For moldy rag dresses, glasses with cracks?
Who wants this now? Are there any so poor?
To wash, weave and weather, cross and mend.
No more!
.........
Survivor Poem:
Form C: Curtal Sonnet
Trigger #36 behind the tin covered window
- COMMENTS
Some_peoplealmost 15 years agoI had an Auntie like that. Seems like the more eccentric they are, the more you tend to love them.
Angelineabout 15 years agoreally clear and evocative images. The meter isn't perfect to my ear, which you probably know anyway, but it doesn't matter because the poem is good, good, good and transcends the form. Good poetry is way more important than perfect form! ~S.
