Spoon Dips: Read Write Poem.Org Mini-Challenge

Emma hears something inside
that shows in her flickered smile

Moments ago she had been angry,
so angry, "That's rude, Mom!"

"I won't do it. I won't invade
someone else's space like that."

Arms crossed, hiding budding femaleness
and bursting with pre-conception stubbornness

"Do you remember Jesse?"
 "Long haired skater" smattering

of Spanish, "He's bald now, he's in
the marines. He has a brother, no? The

"tall one? You know what I'm talking
about..." non-word sounds, unintelligible

gibberish into the back of my head
She eats her sundae

long hair covered with fudge
spoon dips, like a metronome

Never noticed how loud it was here
My pen is tired of wandering

Crying child bumps my bench on his side
Fragments, buzzing, bells, my mind pops

 
 Process and prompting from ReadWritePoem.Org

Comments

[carolee]

i think this captures the energy of some of those i imagine in this/these conversation/s. a youth, an exuberance, a bouncing )from one thing -- even one emotion -- to the next) you've done really well depicting.