| ANCIENT REBELS Outside the nursing home in the parking lot Last night I wasn’t paying attention to anything In particular, except the large amount of trash on the sidewalk And the teeny tiny hair-like moon When my feet slipped up and about over my head I was airborne for a few minutes…until I hit the ground Shocked as I was I leaped to my feet as fast as I could Praying no one saw my fiasco I thought I was safe … until I heard, coming from the window of a residents room “We got another one!” “Buffoon!” and…the sounds of elderly laughter Well it seemed as if Sunny Side Nursing Home For The Aged Had itself a passel of bandits! Those devils had planned this forever…waited for a hard freeze on a dark night, Poured their brimming urinals out the window, cheeked their sleeping pills And laughed their arses off when the help went belly up by Sheryl McCurdy |
| I CAN BE A TV MOM Soon they will be home and I haven't even made the brownies or mixed up the Kool-aid the milk is still puddled on the placemats from morning where has the day gone wasn't I just awakening or even just going to bed how can time go so quickly what mark have I made and I'm tired...just plain tired wanting an hour just to nap or read the flutter of activity will be full force for about ten minutes then abandonment the friends the TV the Nintendo will invade the house I will stir up brownies mix up Kool-aid vacuum the carpet take some Motrin set out plates and glasses pin an understanding smile on my face when the pre teen rolls her eyes and the youngest begs for friends to stay and the middle one storms around because he is exhausted from staying up far too late I will be a TV Mom for a few minutes a perky Mrs. Brady wise AND blonde patient and forgiving full of damn good advice if I can because I know it won't be long now and they will be flying away from me gone just like that by Sheryl McCurdy |
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| This poem was printed in SHEMOM...a chapbook published by Peggy French in the Fall-Winter issue #13 of 2001 peggyfrench@home.com |
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