Here’s my contribution for Day 6 of the Poem a Day Challenge. It draws from a strange childhood fascination–a small poster on a fence which I could read, but which seemed to make no sense at all. That fascination was, actually, an early manifestation of my interest in poetry–the multiple implications of words and the meanings that lurk among them.
2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 6 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.
Post No Bills
The sign
on the
construction company’s
temporary fence
said “Post no bills.”
I could read
all the words
as I skipped past
and I read it
over and over,
so seemingly
simple, yet holding
so little sense.
My parents
muttered something
about advertisements,
but what did
Brill Cream or Babbo
have to do with
posts or bills?
They must have,
I thought,
misunderstood me
again, and I mulled
what adult secrets could
be hidden so out there
in the open, among
little words.
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We’re a match,
the two of us,
you with your
temper and me
too tempered
you with your
careful pacing
and me
with my wild
last minute
dashes.
We’re a match
of seeming
opposites, seamed
so closely together
that sometimes
there is no space
between us
like sky
and sea at
sunset on the
Pacific.
copyright Linda Armstrong, November 3, 2012. All rights reserved.