Tradition vs. Innovation
One advocates change.
The other stands on its laurels.
One wants total renovation.
The other is content with the status quo.
One wants to maintain.
The other wants to destroy and rebuild.
Each seeks total control.
Debate, their first-born child,
Compromise, their next-born,
Hope, spontaneously aborts.
Triumph, withers in the womb,
Poetic Asides, Day 26
Prompt: write a poem about miscommunication
Grocery shopping I must go,
Got to get some food, you know.
Here’s a magazine. Here’s a book.
At the videos, I must look.
I simply must browse through the wine,
To sip upon while we dine.
Next stop — one of my favorite places,
Full of flowers and exotic vases.
One isle over I find cool toys,
To entertain both girls and boys.
Toothpaste, deodorant and some soap,
To keep me fresh and sweet, I hope.
At the check stand is the candy.
They put it there to keep it handy.
To the clerk, I chat real nice,
And ask her for a bag of ice.
I leave the store in a happy mood —
Yet to realize I’ve bought no food.
Poetic Asides, Day 25
Prompt: write a poem about an event
Suave and debonair,
he flits from blog to blog
leaving bits of innuendo
for each lovely maid.
He tenders verse in
one size fits all,
left and right
Sublimely unaware of his offense,
he recoils in surprise when confronted.
Oh how it pains him to be labeled
feckless and insincere; he leaves,
proclaiming himself betrayed.
Of course he knows,
she still loves him;
how could she not?
He is a legendary Lothario
in his own mind.
Poetic Asides, Day 24
Prompt: write a poem about travel
I’d rather stay home
And write a poem,
But I’ve bills I can’t shirk,
So I must go to work.
Poetic Asides, Day 22
Prompt: write a poem about work