little kids swarmed the car
a stubble of hands beseeching
reaching up begging for
any tourista crumb
Don’t give them anything:
you’ll be swarmed if you do.
little lives as performance art
throw coins
down
the street
away! away!
Mayan ruins now:
there’s something
hewn wooden lintels
over tiny doorways
a thousand years old
throw gold
down
the street
away! away!
About riverwriter
Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else?
wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/
Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
