Her arms semaphore fat triangles,
Pudgy HANDS bunched on layered hips
Where bones idle under years of fatback
And lima beans.
Her jowls shiver in accusation
Of crimes cliched by Repetition.
Her children, strangers
To childhood’s TOYS, play
Best the games of darkened doorways,
Rooftop tag, and know the slick feel of
Other people’s property.
Too fat to whore,
Too mad to work,
Searches her dreams for the
Lucky sign and walks bare-handed
Into a den of bereaucrats for her portion.
‘They don’t give me welfare.
I take it.’
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet IV: Unthrifty Loveliness, Why Dost Thou Spend by William Shakespeare
- Robert Burns: The Libeller’s Self-Reproof:
- Komori by T. Wignesan
- Lost Time by Rabindranath Tagore
- Epitaph for Our Children
- An April Fool poem – Alfred Austin
- J–K. Huysmans poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Goblins Of The Steppes poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Нина Воронель – Санкт-Петербург
- Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath
- Creative Self Sabotage – 5 Favourite Sabotage Techniques Of Creative Artists & How To Avoid Them
- Оливер Голдсмит – Пыл упований людям дан
- Владимир Вишневский – Заявка на романс
- Жан де Лафонтен – Обезьяна и Дельфин
- Never Sure Which You Are by Mary Etta Metcalf
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
