It's Still Life

Celebration …

this poem
will only mention celebration
in passing, the way smoke
from a bonfire is no hurry
to be gone,

or how
standing next to a sexy woman
makes you feel invisible,
or like undergrads
who ride bicycles

when I use my senior’s bus pass,

or more specifically,
being loved by someone who
looks beyond
your being as old
as a stone.

and that’s all I have to say about that.

Written for PAD Day 28 (poem-a-day challenge ) “celebration”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2024.