Click

dials
(internet photo)

With the click of a dial
turn news on and off
select what you will see

Neighbor next door
bruised face
tends garden
head down
hat covering eyes

Change the channel
avoid conflict
choose comedy instead

Baby cries upstairs
hungry
mom struggles to make ends meet
silently walks the street

Laugh at the tube
comfortable calm achieved
worries of world switched off

Harsh words said
door slams
teenage anger flares
flee to unknown destination

With the click of a dial
selection is made
oblivious to life at hand

Deal is made
in shadowy space
fate is sealed
with the click of a gun

Access Denied

locked door

(image from flickr.com)

The door is locked
and you won’t share the key

Sometimes I catch you in there
when you think I won’t notice

like the Garden of Eden
fruit of all trees can be eaten
except one

I have access to all rooms
except one

I don’t desire knowledge
for I know what’s in there

Neatly packaged bundles of memory
wrapped with the bonds of time

some bursting their ties
swollen with retelling

others tattered around the edges
faded and worn

I want to throw the door open
dust away cobwebs

let in the light of day
cut the bonds of these tightly held packages
loose the memories

releasing
like a boat being untied from its mooring
ready to accept a new adventure

but the door remains locked
and you won’t share the key