Short Headquarters Poems

Dottie moved six states away to get rid of her stalker
not realizing how long his reach is or how many cousins he has.
a lovely day at the park where she buys balloons on a whim.
One of the balloons turns as she sits on the bench.
His giant eye fastened itself to her, watching her every move.
I am in position, he reports back to headquarters.
The man who paid the balloon guy smiles, she is still his then....

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Fourteen to go, he says.
I hear it and smile.
I am one of the fourteen.
Or maybe not.
Maybe they forgot me 
and that is okay.
I do not mind.
I have been forgotten before today.

He is the IT from central headquarters.
He is replacing all of our computers with new ones.
Or maybe not all, maybe just some.
No one knows except him. 
He has not shown us the list.
I am okay either way.
I am flexible.
But I already know how to use this one....

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FRONT PORCH
 (Hospitality Headquarters) 

 Just the spot
 For taking in a cool breeze
 And watching the world go by
 Friends and neighbors out
 For a leisurely stroll
 Stop and sit a spell.
 "Lemonade"?
 "Iced Tea"?
“Co-Cola?”
"Did you hear about...?"
 "Do Tell!"
 "You Don't Say!"
 "My, how the time flies"
 "Y'all come back, now"
 "You here? "
 2012 Patricia Neely-Dorsey 
 from My Magnolia Memories and Musings -In Poems


#southern #southernpoems...

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No Longer Need A Circus

There are things that may make me nervous;
Something was now missing from the surface;
Has gone away and can no longer be found,
Even though as much as I often look around;
Did disappear the presence of a great circus.

So sad that in May the B and B Circus
will be having its last show. Am not 
sure where it will be at though. There
headquarters is in the Sarasota, Florida
area.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet...

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