This week's assignment was to bring poetry into the every day. Instead, I'm publishing poems which bring the everyday into poetry...
Bonne Bell - Cafe Latte
Net Wt. 12oz./3.4g*
I've finally found the perfect shade
of lipstick. You say it's nice,
'cause it don't slap your face red.
I leave you with coffee
hiding
in five-o-clock shadows.
* from the label on coffee-flavoured lipstick
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Rubbermaid Dreams
Now I know:
there isn't a Tupperware big enough
to seal you in
and keep our memories
from going stale.
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Ceebie
3 comments:
I love the lipstick poem, the balanced 3 line stanas, the subversive and secretive "hiding," that makes it a shared little joke. Playful, fun--just as it should be.
I love both of these and think the last stanza of the lipstick poem is brilliant. Thanks for sharing your talent
Thanks, Jim and Jules. I wrote these years ago and I was pleased to still be happy with them when I unearthed them.
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