Short Masterminds Poems

We are masterminds.
We can be cunning,
But sometimes, we need a break from deception.
They wonder about that.
We smile less, and act as tired as we feel.
Standing with them at the crosswalk.
We never cross, we never trust green lights.
All us masterminds…
Hesitate too long…
Get left behind.
We can try to be cunning.
But sometimes that’s all they need.
To find us out....

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Many memories of my mother
making moist mellow macaroons 
marshmallows and Madeira cake,
minuscule madeleines, marvellous,
mum measures, marinates, melts,
more majestic meals.
My matriarch makes,
marmalade,
marzipan,
muffins,
mincemeat,
meringue.
mousse.
My meritorious mom mixes, merges, mingles,
melon,
mango,
mulberries,
Mandarins.
My maternal materfamilias, masterminds 
Mealtime masterpieces....

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My accountant’s forever twisting truth
between glasses of generous tall vermouth,
forever conniving to save face
while under breath reciting grace.

Endlessly playing the most convoluted charades,
he masterminds the grandest schemes and escapades.
Inevitably he comes to the same conclusion
that one day there will be no absolution;
still, he refuses to abandon hope
that he’ll find the way to get richer than the pope



AP: Third place 2022

Posted on June 28, 2022...

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