Short Lobby Poems

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Premium Member Gun Lobby Agm

What we going to do, about addressing the elephant in the room 

Leave it be behind you, rest of us will continue this meeting by zoom

By David Kavanagh
Form: Couplet


Premium Member Lobbying

When others speak
in hushed tones,
behind closed doors,
my voice
rises
for the voiceless.

My heart
only knows
to advocate,
to persuade,
to fight
for the cause.

Premium Member luxurious hotel lobby in 1962

New Orleans’ 1962 ostentatious hotel lobby
extravagant crystal fluted chandeliers
highly polished walnut counter tops
opulent Italian marble floors
plush scarlet velvet cushioned couches
swankly brass and glass décor
luxury never seen after nineteen sixty-two

Premium Member A Trip To Hobby Lobby

Wreaths
Paintings
Wall hangings
A decorator's paradise

Wooden cars
Paint brushes
Stick on designs
A child's moment to learn how to drive for the first time

Candle wicks
Candle scents
Colored wax
A candle maker's luxury

A hobby for all
Who come to seek out
Their good fortune

Premium Member Courthouse Lobby

In the lobby of the courthouse
People’s demeanor
Are such a telltale

Casual and comfortable
The secretaries
Determined and debonair
The lawyers
Focused and unperturbed
The judges

And then the others
With scowls on their faces
Nervousness and concern
The weight of accusation
The slow ominous pace
Of being led directly
To the slaughterhouse



AP: Honorable Mention 2020


Premium Member waiting in a hotel lobby

I am sitting in a hotel lobby in a small town south of Des Moines
That means Iowa for those of you who did not know
I am drinking coffee with French Vanilla flavoring and sweetener
Waiting for my twin sister, listening to loud country western music
I would not mind the music if it was on a proper volume
It is weirdly loud and proud for six a.m.
as if it thinks it is better than rock and roll or bluegrass
my nerves are screaming

The Lobby

A lobby's meant to represent
The building it is fronting,
To welcome all who enter
From the elements it's blunting.

It may be fancy, to impress
Or functional and boring
But either way, it greets us
From its ceilings to its flooring.

And whether an apartment, office,
Inn or a hotel, 
The lobby sends a message
Not too easy to dispel.

It lets us know if we fit in
Or if we don't belong
And nothing can convince us
That our feelings might be wrong.
Form: Rhyme

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