Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Poem #12

I bought a parking pass last night
From a vending machine
It gave me change in dollar coins
Shiny gold Sacagaweas and Harrisons
Taylors and Tylers jingling in my palm
It made me feel like a pirate
And I gloated a bit over my treasure
Until this morning
When I bartered with 7-Eleven
For an iced coffee and a Cocoa Puffs bar


Tara said...


Great poem, it made me smile!

secret agent woman said...

I find myself rolling the phrase "shiny gold Sacagaweas" around in my mind.

Mrs. Hairy Woman said...

That's a great poem.. Keep up the great stuff..

Churlita said...

Maybe you should just write a poem a day forever. You definitely have skillz.

laura b. said...

Tara: hee hee! Thanks:-)

Secret: Sacagawea is just sort of fun to say, isn't it.

Mrs: Thank you so much!

Churlita: Based on the enjoyment I get from doing it, I should.