Wednesday, June 3, 2015

At the City Park - Group composed poem

Duck poop everywhere
     like little squishy brown weeds taking over.
Church people playing volleyball
     screaming like they're about to die.
People who have been drinking too much
     squabbling like pigeons fighting for bread.
Teenagers jumping off the bridge
     like Olympic high-divers going for gold.
People having barbeques laughing
     while the people who forgot their food
     are looking at them - staring like stray dogs.