#quaint
i think i just
witnessed a seagull
singing in the shower
beneath the runoff
from the drainpipe of
the neighbouring roof
reaching its head
proudly upwards
with warbling beak
opening and closing
as it gave voice to
its ornithic ballad
either that or
it was simply
just another bird
having a drink
from the closest
source of water
available to it
in the hopes of
surviving longer
than its peers
May 5
May 5, 2026 at 7:15 AM UTC
The lavender pie he swiped from the tables
gave way to many creating tall fables
they ran down the corridor, looking for more
giggling and romping until they were sore
running through the library and lush gardens proper
leaving behind nothing but messes to topper
he and his friends saw no end in sight
until one of the staff gave them a terrible fright
"you'll leave The Gem Hotel with nothing but haste
before I send for the constable to come and lambaste"
it seems peering eyes had thrown things awry
when the dishwasher had seen him pilfer the pie
they hid in a room, large and ornate
so large in fact, they could not berate
as the echoes of the mob could be heard from their gait
their fates to be held by a simple-something they ate
the friction was taught, so tight it could tear
until one of them noticed a phone behind a chair
"quickly, I have a plan" he said and rung the front desk
ring
"we bewail our actions, were nothing but pests"
"meet us out front and we'll put this to rest"
"How will we know this isn't a test to best?"
"I'll be in the window with no other guests"
clink
So he stood in the 2nd story window with defiant disruption
as the crowd who had gathered went into full bore eruption
cheers and wails a mixed bag of admiration
as rumors of the scamps had swirled from the situation
his friends slipped outside as he looked up at the sky
"All of this over a little purple pie?"
jump
Aug 21, 2020
Aug 21, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC
I saw a young man working in a Kroger a few a-little-while's ago.
He was putting bananas in the designated banana display,
and as I passed he smiled to me,
In such a kind, purely, beautifully,
human
manner. And I smiled back,
as one does,
matching his sincerity I hoped, or what I perceived as sincerity
and anyway he spoke.
Saying hello and inquiring if I was well and I responded that I was and returned the question.
To which he looks around at his current state; being surrounded by a staggering amount of bananas and shrugs and says "having a blast". Which I find humorous,
as one does.
I laugh and he laughs and I continue shopping. I weave through the isles leisurely because it's past 11pm in a small town Kroger and I wasn't quite ready to leave for whatever reason.
And
I see the pleasant blonde banana Kroger worker get up and proceed to dance to 'Hit Me With Your Best Shot" in a tall uncoordinated jig, singing into a banana which sounds too story-book to be true but alas.
And
I remember tilting my head involuntarily as a look of curious fondness swept my face.
And
and I love human moments like this because they're still and unchangingly pleasant, full of what if scenarios for late night can't-sleep thinking.
I left.
Well around Easter time,
or
well actually precisely on Easter, in the afternoon time I stand checking out my groceries in the self-scanner
as one does
and I see this fascinating young man
yet again,
this time clad in a bunny ears headband, which I find endearing. And I stare a little longer than I probably should have, more than likely wearing a complexly fond expression
yet again.
He meets my dreamy gaze and
surprisingly hold the eye contact for a moment longer than I would normally grant strangers. As we were on our way out he said goodbye to my group.
And, once again, I left.
Left wondering what would have happened if I went up to bunny banana boy and exchanged pleasantries and names
Left wondering if the goodbye was directed to me or everyone
Left wondering if I should shop at Kroger more.
May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 10:13 PM UTC
A silver
oar in
her pant
that must
ignore her
very thought
of amphibian
forecast in
amorphously quaint
****** yer
attire bare
crest this
ingénue while
robust if
enigmatic and
sinecure features
are superfluous
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC
Nothing feels like this.
Empty feeling
Droning on
And on
People are behind me.
Can you stop? I don't want to think about that right now.
Right now.
Right now.
Can you leave?
Can I leave you?
Bye.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 2:34 AM UTC
Where there's a love that doesn't fade
there is also a light without any shade.
Where there's a purity without any taint
there is a place or someone very quaint.
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 6:42 PM UTC
deliberated on a long black
to fit in with your latte
but i guess i can't change
washed down my words
with steaming earl grey
and later at the quaint bookshop
i filled up my head
with other writers, pretended to
admire the whimsical words
but actually i was more interested
in the resident cat
it sat there, flicking its tail
disdainful of every new customer
that walked through the door
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC