Thursday, September 19, 2013
Things
She likes the things,
so she goes shopping
every day.
She has about
fifty skirts
and as many dresses.
She comes home
with more stuff.
They don't build
big enough closets
and houses.
She complains
they don't have
enough money for travel,
when she watches
neighbors RV
go somewhere
and don't come back
sometimes for weeks.
They spend everything
on things:
clothes and shoes.
"These slacks
I wore only once."
I don't have
a shopping power.
I watch changing
seasons
and swift river
in old jeans
and hand me down
hoodie.
Things are not
in my dreams.
Copyright (c) Marie Neumann
Pottsville, 9/1/2012
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Lucky farmer
Lucky farmer received a farm as a gift. "I am lucky," said the farmer and named his farm "Lucky farm." He didn't know how many acres, but it was big. "See those trees on a horizon? They are mine." The farmer built a farm in the shade of pecan trees. "I am lucky I have plenty of pecans to eat all year around," prized himself the farmer. Somebody gave him a puppy. "You are one lucky dog to be with me," and he named the puppy Lucky. One day he brought himself a wife. "I am lucky to have a wife who knows how to cook, mend, clean the house and tends to garden." So lucky farmer lived on his Lucky farm with his wife and the dog named Lucky. If they were lucky and didn't die, they are still happy on their farm.
Copyright (c) Marie Neumann
Pottsville, 3/2013
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Hey Google
Hey Google,
here is a poodle
running on the street
looking for his master
and his car,
where he suppose to sit.
I don't hear any answer,
so I think,
I'd rather tweet.
Copyright (c) Marie Neumann
Pottsville,9/14/2013
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