Written for: Poetic Bloomings2 - Prompt #370 - Firestarter
"The best way to start a fire is with a good spark. You choose the spark… your subject is something that flashes an idea from your domain.
What sets you off? What sparks your ire (fire)?"
bars, flinging wrappers on the street
in broad daylight–as people pass–next to garbage can.
I figure there's a distinct possibility that their parents
leave dog poop un-scooped.
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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This drives me crazy. As a former teacher, I would ask my students; “Who do expect to pick it up for you?” Their response was almost always: “That’s what the janitors are for.” Argh
Like wealthy people who look to maids for cleaning up all their messes.
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