Day: November 23, 2014

(hiding sun)

clouds filling blue skies

distant thunders rumbling

sun hides with the sound

© Dicky J Loweman 2014

Days Like This

I lost a fifty dollar bill today

Somewhere between lunch and home

My only stop was the newsstand

I ate a bad sandwich with soggy chips for lunch

Dropped my glasses and scratched the lens

I thought the walk would be nice

It was

But on the walk home

I blew out my flip-flop

Had to drudge a mile, barefoot

Asphalt burns your feet in hot Florida sun

My last stop was at the pool hall

Grab a drink, maybe shoot a game

And give my burning feet a rest

I saw Al racking up

I love to take his money

And he never turns down a bet

Double or nothing, he wanted to play

He was already in to me for twenty bucks

I could have beat him

But I had lost fifty bucks

And had no money to put on the table

© Dicky J Loweman 2014


Bad News

Harbored in bed

With all lights out

Not wanting to move

Only to sleep

I could get up

Re-read yesterday’s paper


Filled with story after story

Of bad news

But, instead, I settle for a glass of water

Prepare the coffee pot

The room is dark

No need for the lights

I have nothing to read

I just sit still in silence

With my water

Thinking about the sleep

I missed out on

And wait for the news boy

To bring me today’s bad news

© Dicky J Loweman 2014