Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
"gallik" poems
A Tornado Coming In A Poor Neighborhood What did you find out? I asked my wife. She said nothing. I said it hasn’t stormed. She spoke it does not matter. The TV is not working. Must be another storm I said. The sky was darkening quickly although it took a half hour for everything to get thoroughly black. Booms came from the west. Big Jack from across the street called and said I should beware. A tornado was coming. I asked from where. He said he did not know, and that I should go down the basement. I told Jack I had none. He said what. I hung up. I told my wife to be ready to get under the bed. She said where was that. I said the one in our bedroom. She said oh and got her jammies on. I told her not to moan or worry, that we would be fine. From next door kids started to yell and say no school. Arthur Lang came over and wanted my gun. I said Art I sold it. He said that was stupid. For some reason I closed my garage door. I asked my wife to tell the kids if I died that I did love them an awful lot even if I was black and ugly poor. Daniel Gallik
0
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 9:22 PM UTC
A Tornado Coming In A Poor Neighborhood
Big And What Else Is In America I’ve seen big people in little places all over the U.S. I have seen people break little laws and end up in the headlines. I’ve watched old folks do young things. Fat do thin stuff. You have never asked me why I see such things. You have sat in your soft chair thinking it was hard. Leaders do little things and end up on the TV. Cokes look like Pepsis to no one. Spaghetti is really linguine. Bosses beg to want anyone to know they do everything. Words become less syllabic the more you say them. I have seen yellow look awful light brownish. I saw a pineapple that seemed like a stone. The President became a wanton chief. Casual oinks became loud moos. One time, not long ago, I viewed my wife as a lady who wanted all my money, had it, and did nothing except wait and wait until all my relatives died, and then, spent it on purses at a mall nearby the estate. Daniel Gallik [email protected] www.dangallik.com
0
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
Untitled