Bean and Cheese Tacos for the Plane Ride Home

The clock is summoning day to night
which means I'll be on a long-haul flight
for fifteen hours of sheer delight
just knowing that I have a secret.

I smuggled it in a paper sack
knowing there would be no turning back
I stood up straight and faced security
denying that the lack of obscurity
in my smile could have blown my cover.

The officer gave me chilling news
and asked me to remove my shoes.
The future was looking pretty bleak-
a lonesome tear rolled down my cheek
because the floor looked really dirty.

The Xray man was not much fun
when I asked him where he got his gun
in a friendly banter that's not illegal-
They brought over the snoopy beagle
and then I knew I was really in for it.

After the blatant display of authority
my place- among the braver minority
of people who go to a good deal of trouble
to smuggle in a vegetarian double
order of bean and cheese tacos- has been established.

The Dollar Store

My favorite place is the dollar store.
It always leaves me wanting more
bits of crap I do not need
and trashy rags I'll never read.

As I came lurching toward the queue
my reflection sadly came into view
with a change of heart that came careening
down the aisle and hit the ceiling
above the handsome jelly ice
that I could have served in the shape of mice
had not the voice of my better half
reminded me that it was naff
and said we'd come back another day-
to put it down and step away.

Views From Across a London River

Welcome to a Secret Closet
Where the young at heart deposit
Time well-spent it's such a treasure
Extending past what hearts can measure.

I pop up up for every season
To show you that the only reason
For hosting this silly inquisition
Without the sordid imposition
Of suffering fools gladly
Whilst calling them out and loving madly
The views from across a London river
I tried my best to hand deliver
But please let me know if you don't agree!

xx
Wondrawoman