Monday, May 9, 2011

Writer's Digest Poetic Forms Challenge

“Robbin’ Hoods”

I pondered upon a gray, blue-black dawn
about the remains of my yesterday.
The people I’d passed by along the street,
folks I’d spoken to with Why? What? When? Where?
children played in yards, on sidewalks, at parks,
distant dogs barked behind chain-link fences.
We walked and talked, my neighbor by my side,
as we strolled around our neighborhood lane.
She turned to me and said, “Jump this fence here,
and grab that table out of this backyard.”

© Lydia Lowe

Submitted to Poetic Asides Blog  WD Poetic Form Challenge: The Big 10
Friday, April 29, 2011  (#333)

     Unfortunately, my poem didn't make the cut.  I didn't even place on the top 10 list.  I still like this poem, though.  It's fun!
       And this actually did happen.  Although, I refused to jump the fence and later brokered a deal with the neighbor who had the table, so that my next door neighbor could have the table without a theft occurring.  It worked out great, too.  The neighbor with the tables had three tables of various sizes and he gave my next door neighbor all three of them.  She was delighted!

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