STORIES
By David Allen
Sharing stories with poet friends
Topics taken by rolls of the dice
(If you didn’t like the first, you got to roll twice.)
Some tales met with gasps, others with grins.
Pat witnessed an alien craft
Light up the Midwest night sky
Later suspecting meteor reports were lies.
Joyce’s dad lost a finger to a circular saw
Judy saw a red pirate ship sitting offshore.
Tom delivered meals on Thanksgiving Day
Jenny almost died from morphine taken to chase pain away.
Cathy’s first kiss from a slobbering boy
Put an end to thinking love would be a joy.
Linda’s college rooms were painted wild colors
Turquoise, blue, and green walls clashed with each other.
Judy’s big night pout was a Nutcracker affair
Jenny’s drug store sold liquor and comic book fare.
Joyce remembered a drunk knocking down all the pins
Pat shoveled walks and cut grass to fill his book bins.
Judy’s dry cleaner’s hot air beckoned the bees
Jenny’s waitress job made her toes bleed.
Jenny’s brother cut down a tree, pocketing Christmas money
Pat brought a man purse from Europe and people looked at him funny.
Cathy’s band placed first in the entire state
But bringing up the rear was the majorettes’ fate.
Linda’s favorite item at the Indy drug store
Was raspberry sherbert, she always wanted more.
Pat’s dad found huge wooden type to declare JFK was dead
Cathy’s practical joke was to season sweet potato doughnuts with pepper instead.
Tom partied and danced at a Grateful Dead concert
Where a pretty girl yakked despite the “Shut Up and Dance” shirt.
Joyce shyly sand in her church choir
Pat’s art class dance set a teacher on fire.
Linda thought being banned from her daughter’s medical exam was jive
Cathy remembered a family split when she was just five.
And me, I told several stories from my wayward life
Cross country driving, divorcing my wife,
Jumping from a plane for a story, but missing the shot
VW broke down outside Barstow, the desert was too hot.
(NOTE: This was a poem challenge for the Last Stanza Poetry Association)
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