Today’s poem will use abstract or indefeinite nouns in a concrete or definite sense – i.e.
“He slaughtered his gluttony for it to be forever gone.”
She sat in the dark bedroom, pinching the pennies in her checkbook
hoping against hope that for getting out of this mess, there would be some salvation.
He wanted to fly amongst the clouds into infinity
and not have to worry about this thing called unemployment
Their little girl escaped into her safe place
to imagine the bill collectors falling off the steep front porch
after they beat down the door.
Her older brother struck out into the air with his fists
to punish Poverty for attempting to bother them.
He kicked the state of being morose
into the yawning, dark pit of hell.
The family pets,
a cat and a dog,
meowed and whined at the hunger in their little stomachs.
They wanted to go back to their ancestors,
to the jungles and hillsides
where there might be a little more food than here.
Salvation did eventually arrive, not a moment too soon
and made their hearts shine.
Charity saved the day
and blessed the giver of the money
as much as it had blessed this precious little family.