Seven Years Later
Why?
Wag of the finger
“No, No, No”
“You’re not on the ball”
All that stands out!
No lecture-
only words…
As light in August,
the fading memories-
yet the shaking head-
brown hair with streaks of blonde,
that stupid finger…
Why?
Hispanic perplexed-
in Spanish…
Learning conjugation
to an end.
Or was it those eyes?
fierce, emitting…
Amusement-
Why?
All for-
Wag of the finger…
“No, No, No”
“You’re not on the ball”
Only flames,
burn the flash-
There in the corner-
Abrir- To open
Retention averted.
👁 5💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.