His scowl bounces off the walls
and she knows what kind of bounce he needs
but their inconvenient visitor
incites invible depression
so there is no undressing
for decompressing
As Ben Franklin would say,
“Fish and visitors stink
after three days.”
poem- day off April 13, 2014
Reclining, sipping tea,
computer on the knees
Lounging in my jammies,
needing nothing more than
catching up on reading
and my writing chores,
whiling the day away
seems really swell
until someone rings
the damn door bell.
Shawn L. Bird 