Back Door Blues

Written for:  Poetic Asides Countdown Challenge – T-minus 8
“Write a persona poem.”

I got those mean
back door blues.

People slam me
I shudder and shake.
My frame is loose,
my glass may break.

I got those mean
back door blues.

Oh, those annoying dogs–
one runs out,
minutes later, the other.
One comes in,
where is the other?

I got those mean
back door blues.

My lock is loose
not hard to fathom.
they pull and push
me, until I fasten.

I got those mean
back door blues.

I need some tightening,
an oiling would be nice.
I’d love a refinish–
they ignore my advice.

I got those mean
back door blues.

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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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