pictured words

a simple pairing of pictures and poetry

Category: Robert Lee Brewer April Poem-a-Day 2015

LANGUAGE AFAR

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Of faraway lands,
Of engaging the charmingly unique folks,
Of getting a first-hand sense of their lives abroad.
“But I don’t speak the language”
Always kept her stateside.

She used to speak effortlessly
Of shores she knew only through books.
Slowly, nearly imperceptibly at first,
She noticed words were not
Readily available.
“What’s the word I’m looking for? Oh, yes …”

She began speaking less,
As words needed time to percolate to the surface,
And that took time folks didn’t seem to have.

She eventually quit speaking.
She didn’t know the language.

My Right Side – The One I Use Almost Exclusively

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Riiiiight …

I am so thankful
For my right side.  Without it,
What would I have left?

MARKERS

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There came a change
When you and I
Dared become amourus
Desirous
Us.

There came a change –
The momentous occasion
When we became
Wed
And, wed, became
One.

There came a change
When one became
A headstone,
And one became
Alone.

LET IT BE

let it be

CHURCH SALAD LUNCHEON

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Everything was just peachy,
Until jokes began raisin eyebrows.
“Mangoes into a bar …”

Figures … it was the rutabaga.
Elderberries grabbed olive the baby peas,
Endive never seen them move so fast –
It was plum bananas!

Luckily, no one was squashed.

Currantly, things seem to be back under control.
Lettuce hope it stays this way.
Shallot turn ugly again, we’ll just beet it.

In response to Robert Lee Brewer’s April Poem-a-Day Challenge, 2015, Prompt 22 – Nature