Best Docent Poems

The Docent at the Zoo 


The docent in the peach cloche hat
leads the rest of us 
around the rhino into better light.

She leads us to the guardrail 
at the supper hour to watch 
the keeper reach inside  

the large glass case.
The docent wants us...

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A docent leads a group around
To highlight what’s on view
With information most
Museum-goers never knew.

If he or she’s a good one,
Your attention will be held
And perhaps to more exhibits
You may therefore be compelled.

Though passionate about the job,
Most docents don’t get paid.
Quite often, they’ve retired
From another stock...

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The Docent 
David J Walker

So this is heaven
I said to the no-name frame
Of a departed loved one guide
On a drive-by tour of a place
That can only be seen in 
Dreams…   for now
He smiled
But he was always smiling

No, it’s a she I thought
And she...

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Welcome.
I'm the one they left behind.
An alter ego of sorts—
just the keeper, the inventory clerk,
interim ghost.

New items arrive every day—
spat out from my boss's pockets,
sometimes still wet, still ticking.
I stack them in corners.
I don't ask where they've been.

This way, please:
to the Room of Poorly Considered...

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