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Three Fun Poem Set

Submitted by Ana Maria Caballero

 

Babies on Planes

When I am on a plane
and I hear a baby begin to cry,
I think: cry, cry, cry.

Cry slower and louder.
Cry longer.

Cry while your mother walks you around
so that the entire plane can hear you cry.

Stop crying, whimper softly,
make us think you are done,
then bawl.

When the flight attendant offers help that is not help
–    Can I bring some water? –
answer back with a wail.

Shriek.
Howl the flight attendant away.

Make your mother give up,
display her shabby grin
and press deep into her seat.

Cry right into my ear.
Cry right into the immigration line.

Cry right into the wait for the bags
that are not there and they don’t come and still
they do not come.

Let me hear you screech into the airport curb
and whimper in your car.

When you are gone, keep the ringing faint,
but keep it real, keep it long.

Scream baby, baby.

Rack up my airplane baby miles
for the airplane baby day
when my baby decides to cry.

Bathroom Talk

Watching you pee in front of me while we talk about not being late

It’s true we shouldn’t be late to things

I try to remember when we began peeing and talking

In front of each other

I wish I could remember

I would tell you

I wish I had to pee

So that I could test you and see if you look

See if you question

Any less

What I am about to say

Which is basically

Everyone already expects us to be late

So maybe we altogether just stopped being late

Tragedy at Sushi Siam

Today I read about poetic time and poetic space,

about how allegories are imagined and metrics not.

I read about real efforts to compose,

allusions, footnotes, tool sheds as help.

I read all this believing in it,

not knowing that tonight you would be where I was,

and I would need to come home to think about you

in recent time, in recent space.

Here is a brief bio:

Ana Maria Caballero currently lives in Bogotá, Colombia with her husband and nine-month-old son. During her son’s naps, she created a blog – www.thedrugstorenotebook.co/– where she shares her poems and love of literature.

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.

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