I would have never cut the cat’s fur
under the summer sun
had I known she’d slice my arm
during her panicked run
Her shorn tail giving me
the middle finger
as she fled the savagery
my scissors did bring her.
I would have never fought the teacher
in the kindergarten room
had she known it was a zit
and not chosen to assume
that I had the chickenpox,
crimson mark glaring
like the traditional bindi
Hindu women are wearing
smack dab on the forehead.
Had I known Ms. Johnson was stronger
I wouldn’t have grabbed the mailboxes
in an attempt to prolong her
from taking me to the principal
to confirm the round red dot
was, through snot and tears,
what I claimed it was not.
I would have never eaten the perch
my dad caught and fried
licking my lips of breadcrumbs
before I almost died
If only I had known that
the inner white flesh contained
stringy black rivers
of once living fish veins.
Oh, if I had never felt pain,
fear, disgust or dismay
I would have never learned
what I now know today.
About apontius18
Amy Pontius is a former educator residing in southwest Florida and summering in northern Vermont. Her work has been published by Kaleidoscope™ Reflections on Women’s Journeys: In My Shoes; Voices of Cleveland: A Bicentennial Anthology of Poems; and Bacopa Literary Review (TBA). Her writing has also been recognized and published online by Press 53, Florida Weekly, Gulf Coast Writers Association, and Kaleidoscope WoJo.
Rhyming verse is my favourite, and you are so good at it…..especially where you use two words to rhyme with one. And I love the examples you picked to illustrate those learnings you picked up along the way.
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A really easy flowing poem!
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Indeed. You have captured poetically, the lessons that only life can teach!
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