Vendor Poetry

MY GRATITUDE

BY JEN A.

"Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."- Marcel Proust

She appeared

To my astonishment

Dressed Hand and Foot

In sunflowers and

Lavender gossamer ribbons

Fond memories

Of her mother

Hover over her shoulder

And beam from sheets

Of dragonflies and flowers

An invitation to

A splash of vivid color

She bears sparkling water

And witness

To the almighty invincibility

Of our community

Eyes bright

Heart strong

My gratitude

Dear Glenda

Your benevolence

Lightens my solitude

So shines your good deed!

ROOM 505

By Jen A.

Every night

In the room across the hall

Doors slam over and over

As visitors come and go

Music blares

And women cackle

Endlessly

Until one woman

Starts an angry rant (The girl barely takes a breath)

That reverberates

Off every object in my room

Until four or five

The next morning

I can't sleep