Best Peeked Poems

I wondered how she would act that day.
Her door was ajar; I peeked in.
The scene I saw made me pray.
She looked so angry; then
I feared she’d come out.
Would she whip me?
Would she shout?
Why would
she?
I,
she had
often said,
was very bad;
so she’d stay in bed,
take pills, rant, cry,...

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Peeked over the edge of Monday
Weary…eyes blinking, birds chirping
Spoke to the Keurig: “black, no sugar”
It growled back, slowly.
It seemed to be saying:
“Never go jogging with a 2 year old”
How can someone with legs that short
Be that quick….and curious…
Every stone a mystery
Every flower an invitation
Every moment...

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