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Best Poems Written by Susanne Bettis

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Toilet Paper Tragedy

I looked around the crowded lobby in the Ritz Hotel in Washington, DC.  I was a little late in getting there as the plane was late in arriving.  Not a problem.  I had the itinerary for the next day's meeting and an agenda that provided me all the information I needed to conduct myself in a professional manner before the executives expected to attend.  

I checked into my room and immediately showered, slipped into my housecoat and stood before the mirror to practice my presentation.  I knew I had it nailed.  Feeling quite confident, I went to bed and slept right through until room service called me at 6:30 a.m.  The meeting was to start at 8:00 a.m. in the main conference room of the hotel.  I showered again, dressed, pee'd and practiced in front of the mirror again.  

I stood at the Podium and began my presentation complete with all my Harvard Graphics bells and whistles.  As I was facing the charts, with my back to the audience, I heard snickering.  It wasn't clear what they were saying exactly, but something about toilet paper and hemline in panties.  I was absolutely mortified!!!

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In Another Time

In another place
at another time
perhaps,
our worlds 
may collide.

We would fall in love
and our lives would be
as we imagined our "us"
when we were teens
and thinking of where
we would wind up in life
and who that special person
not known yet
would be.

I would imagine
and contemplate
that you were my shining knight
that, on horse, took flight
to save me from
the ogre who grabbed me
and held me hostage 
because he loved me
and chose me to be his.

You would imagine
and contemplate
that I was your damsel in distress
and I couldn't be saved unless
you took the reigns 
galloped your horse
as fast as you could
and would save me
from my destiny.

You were truth and honor
I was the virgin of purity
together
we were a duo of honest,
brutal, constant, decency
a pair to be noticed and adored
not abhorred by the evil
who would steal our innocence 
and kill our as-we-thought
undying love of each other.

Today, we are dead
our legacies, our love for each other
and the memories our children share
and the care that we designed for our family
are their precious heirlooms
to always hold dear 
and near to the heart.

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Who's Watching Who

I immediately jump to my feet.  The drop from the window into the basement is about six feet;  I am four foot nine.  I hit hard on the basement floor.  Just thick concrete, I scrape both my knees.  Too dark.  I fumble in my backpack for a flashlight.  At last.  Contact.  I turn it on, I can see the horror of it all!  Nine foot chains hang from the ceiling with handcuffs attached.  Various torture instruments hang neatly along the walls like tools in a mechanic's garage.  This is far from a mechanic's garage.  Along the crease of the wall and the floor, I shine my light down on massive blood pools.  I feet faint.  Everything gets blurry.  "Oh, shit!", are my last words before I black out and hit the floor again!

chamber of horrors
my soon-to-be home
sadistic playground

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Inebriated

inebriated
worries disappear
the "closet" drinker