The afternoon grows cold,
the shorts and sleeveless t-shirt
are decisions I now regret…
A twist to the doorknob
quickly reveals my fate…
knocking will only bring a wrath
more bitter than the icy breeze
and chances are…
after an explosion
of expletive deletives are expelled,
I am scolded for not having a jacket
in the first place,
and I am again reminded of my idiot status;
the portal would slam shut!
Leaving me exactly where I am…
making my way to the side of the house.
The dryer vent my friend this day
as I huddle beneath it,
grateful for its expulsion of moist heat,
hoping there is enough laundry
to last until dinner time.
Copyright 2/22/2009
Dani Heart ♥
Wonderful to hear you recite it. Such a pretty voice. Wonderful poem too.
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Thank you sweet Carrie. It’s so good you checking in. 🙂 I am going back and adding audio to a lot of my poetry catalog. I think it adds depth, and now I have a very cool phone that makes it super easy to record. 🙂
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