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A Bantu Walks Into a Bar

Wet Crows huddled in a tree Golf carts in the rain The wind holds its breath sad bagpipes whine a wolf-like predator a trail of Cheerios Owl’s feathers silence amid the noise no place to go six cats on a marble floor playing at the dinner table French fry vamps Movie matinee A popcorn fantasy John G. Lawless ©3/26/2023

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Nancy Kaufman

Date: 3/27/2023 7:28:00 AM

such a poignant poetic painting here. Enjoyed

Gershon Wolf

Date: 3/26/2023 6:47:00 PM

Lather my popcorn with diet margarine, please. I'll wash it down later with Kool-Aid. ~ Chemical Drunk, gw

John Lawless
Date: 3/27/2023 5:05:00 AM

Ah, Margarine....the miracle spread...HEALTHY ALTERNATIVE TO BUTTER....

Paul Willason

Date: 3/26/2023 5:27:00 PM

A smorgasbord of Bantu to delight the mind. Bagpipes will do it for me every time.

John Lawless
Date: 3/27/2023 5:04:00 AM

Thanks Paul, I kinda like short cryptic poetic forms

Elizabeth Mccann

Date: 3/26/2023 1:43:00 PM

An explosion (implosion?) of Bantu! All interesting but I liked the crows best! Elizabeth

John Lawless
Date: 3/27/2023 5:02:00 AM

Just playin' around with the idea of the Bantu.....havin' some fun. Not sure how close I came to the desired results. Thanks for stopping to read and comment