Written for: Miz Quickly - Day 28
"There are questions that are never answered to anyone’s satisfaction."
Why is the sky blue?
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
How can you (eat, do, ask, believe, etc) that?
Why did the chicken cross the road?
What’s with chickens, anyway?
Have you been drinking?
Why can’t I have a dog?
Why does God always tell people he is theirs and theirs alone?
and the infamous
Do you love me?
"These are, of course, only a scant and jaundiced sampling of the eternal questions.
You probably have your own.
Write, answering an unanswerable question. If the question is compact enough, you might use it as the title, then write about something else, leaving everyone who reads it scratching their heads and saying: What was that about?"
You fumble with
the kitchen. Eyes
are red-ringed glass.
Cheeks are Santa-rosy.
Scent of whiskey
permeates your coat,
wafting through rest
of the house. Your wife
asks, Have you been drinking?
You look at her with incredulity.
No answer required.
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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