As the breadwinner,
she supports the family.
Eclipses her dreams.
Category: Unplugged
Petty
Trod on unnoticed,
the puny kids endure school
like sidewalk plants, small.
Game of Life
The moms were there and dads were too
best men glowed, bridesmaids glowered
they tilted heads and swelled with joy
as the coupling saw each other’s eyes
with bright exuberance and wild passion
exchanging bands with studded jewels.
Though an entire congregation witnessed,
none would’ve guessed how it all ended.
Small
What Are We If Not Dreamers?
Like a leather bound book
That’s fancy to the eyes
Like the black velvet cloth
That wraps the wealth within
Like the shiny sheen and glow
That invites an eager hand
Perched on a shelf lies the book
Too beautiful to feel and look
I reach out a quivering hand
And hope to grab my reward
My fingers close on the cover
Imagining sturdiness all over
Alas!
It crumbles under my fingers
Of neglect through the years
Silver fish had made it home
Chipping away under the dome
Fine and glorious it looked from afar
Like men who put over dreams a bar.
