Three Rooms For One

Written for:  Red Wolf Poems #220, “On The Road”

Tourist Home, Motor Village, Travel Court,
Bedbug Palace, Motel Hell

Write about that room by the highway.

When they said, budget
motel, we never figured
that they meant “extras.”
Yet, the first room displayed
an enormous water stain,
still damp. We switched
rooms only to discover
the room was already occupied
by a colony of ants. What
would be behind the door of
number three? Nothing
extra, just an empty space
where the television had been
nailed into place. My advice:
Do not always stick to a budget.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Three Rooms For One

  1. Irene says:

    Yes agreed. Motel hell indeed.


  2. anjum wasim dar says:

    true of many hotels-though budget is important but stay must be comfortable-life in reality is very different the adverts often do not match…good reflections


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