Fried (an acrostic poem)

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Fast-food restaurant grease ran down his chubby fingers.

Reaching for the cup of bubbly sugar water to wash it down, he took a long swig.

It tasted so so good. He snatched up his burger and took another ferocious bite.

Eventually, the stuffing of his face subsided and he turned back to the problem at hand.

Differential equations had destroyed his brain, but after that carb load, it was time to strike back!

Spoons (an acrostic poem)

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So far much can you handle today?

Perhaps it is one or two more than yesterday

Or maybe it is a half dozen less

Or maybe you threw them all in the wash and need to sit out a bit

Nobody can tell you how many you have at your disposal

So do what you can and know that it’s okay

Lip Stick (an acrostic poem)

Luscious ruby red pucker

It called to him to get close

Perhaps to brush her with his

 

Still, he kept his distance

The idea of that oily makeup on his face

It kind of freaked him out

Couldn’t she wash it off

Keeping everything perfectly natural

 

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Empty (an acrostic poem)

Everything had been poured out, there was nothing left

Meandering home purely by instinct and no coherent thought

Putting his hat on the coatrack he slumped into his easy chair and kicked up his feet

Turing on the television he let it wash over him mindlessly

Yearningly he absorbed it all in till he was full, not sated, but full

 

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A Look Within

Alice felt her way down the dark hallway.  Her left hand used a stick to sweep in front of her low, while her right hand trailed along the wall itself.  The wall was stucco, so her fingers felt tingly as they brushed the highs and lows in the plaster.  A gentle odor of mildew and something rotten was in the air lightly, which gave a slight fuzzy sensation in the back of her mouth.  Her son must have dropped his gym bag in the laundry room and not done a thing with it.  Teenagers!  Still, the soft shooshing ahead reassured her she was almost to the end of the hallway.

As Alice entered the laundry room, she heard a thud from behind her followed by a muffled curse.  There was a click in the hallway as she turned toward the commotion.  “What happened Arnold?” she asked.

“I stubbed my toe on the doorjamb,” Arnold replied.

Alice shook her head and turned back to the laundry room.  “Maybe you should have watched where you were going,” she said as she felt her way to the washer.  She sat down on the stool in front of it and opened the door.  She reached for the clothes basket, but it wasn’t where it should have been.  “Arnold, where did you put the basket?”

Arnold came down the hallway and joined her in the laundry room.  “Sorry, I left it in front of the dryer,” he said as he put it where it belonged to the left of the washer.

Alice pulled the basket into place in front of the open door and pulled out the wet contents.  The smell left on the clothes was a nice clean scent, but the clothes themselves felt a bit plasticy, like maybe a bit too much water was left in them.  She put them back into the washer and closed the door.  She placed the basket back where it belonged and turned the dial on the washer.  “Is that on spin?” she asked.

Arnold peered over her shoulder.  She could feel his warmth on her back, and she smiled.  “Yeah mom, right on the dot.  That’s pretty good for an old blind woman,” he said.

Alice gave him a soft elbow to his stomach.  “Just remember this old blind woman didn’t stub her toe, unlike my sighted clumsy teenaged son,” she said.

“But you left the lights off,” Arnold replied.

“And that’s my problem how?” Alice asked.  She stood up and cupped his face.  She could feel the smile on his lips and smiled herself.  She felt was one blessed lady.