Between ferries
On a cloudy day,
Stuck on Quadra
An early autumn play,
No short skirts
No high heels
A couple of pigeons
Scrounging for meals.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are: www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
12:01 PM September 20, 2017
Between ferries
On a cloudy day,
Stuck on Quadra
An early autumn play,
No short skirts
No high heels
A couple of pigeons
Scrounging for meals.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are: www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
12:01 PM September 20, 2017
To the asshole
Who took the plant …
This one’s for you,
Realizing that you are probably
A disturbed lonely fool
This one’s for you,
You are not alone,
You are part oi
Assholes Anonymous,
Those who take
What doesn’t belong to them,
Those who get pleasure
From short changing children,
Those who let their dogs
Shit on the sidewalk
And chuckle from a distance
When a little old lady
With cataracts and a cane
Stumbles on through,
For all of you assholes
Out there,
This one’s for you.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:00 PM September 1, 2017