can’t afford stuff…?
Chirpy sentence cut short
Words eaten by icy updraft
Taking the wind outta folks
Winds rattle bus doors
Gusting 30-50 kph
Sky blue eyes stare
Angel kid age 5 hops up
Captures a side seat
Clicks tiny pink heels
Like Dorothy visiting Oz
Gran hugs her & shivers
Long deep-freeze wait
Might bring on another flu
That #14 inner city bus!
No ‘big folks’ ever take it
(wouldn’t be caught dead!)
But they were ok, the 2 of em
Got the carpet! WalMart sale
Gran props it up proudly
Like u wanted, pink n’ red!
Yep. We’re lucky, right?
Gran tugs the girl closer
$55 bucks off the pension cheque
Uh huh, watch it don’t get dirty
Bus jerks, halts, screeches
Carpet slips on slushy floor
Shoving rush hour panic crowd
& we’ll go to McDonald’s?
Gran, cold bone tired, smiles
Soon’s we fix up yur room.
It wuz a aw-sum day, right, gran?
Yup. u r a funny kid, u know?
I jess luv purrfect days!
Me too, kiddo. Like i luv u.
© 2015 S. Michaels
Brown Paper Bag
image: covers8.com
March 7, 2015 at 9:36 pm
Lighthearted, cheerful, and captivating. Made me smile. Great work, Susan!
March 7, 2015 at 8:47 pm
I love this voice! Where did you find it? Sweet, down to earth, no-airs approach to life and each other.
Elouise
March 8, 2015 at 10:03 am
So glad you enjoyed this piece from my ‘Brown Paper Bag’ prose-works, Elouise. The poems in this collection are intended to capture real life people and conversations I encounter here and there. I know they do so when I hear feedback from readers like you! Thanks for stopping by!
March 7, 2015 at 7:54 pm
I so enjoyed this slice of life! Thank you for blessing us!
March 7, 2015 at 4:11 pm
Delightfully fragrant with childlike innocence. Love this!