Best Poems Written by Charlie Dubree

Sprinaple

Sprinaple

Running back and forth. Not stopping 
to take a breath. Carrying delicate bottles. 
Scared to go too fast or to drop them

Maneuvering through people of all sizes big,
Little,fat,skinny. "Excuse me. Pardon me," I say
as I weave ever so slightly through
The crowd.

I reach the table in the middle of a fluster 
of people. They greed for more and they do 
not stop no matter what I say. Sprinaple. I pour
the bottles into the bowl. Almost instantaneously we
are out. I go back to get more. Sprinaple.

Sweat dripping from my face. Running fast, to fast.
I slip and fall. Dropping the bottles. They break and
I tumble into the puddle. I have failed. A friend is 
there to help me up."thank you." I say. We are going 
to need more sprinaple

Copyright © Charlie Dubree | Year Posted 2015