Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.
We took the bus,
Grandma and I,
to go on our day-long adventure.
The Florida sun beat down
as we waited for
the air-conditioned Paradise
known as the Broward County local.
Shaking back and forth,
the entire bus carriage moved
to the rhythm of those giant engines.
Pulling the cord as we neared our destination,
the bus slowed with a stupendous groan,
the metal beast stopped
to disgorge its passengers
at the Taft street shopping center,
the closest strip mall
to the only home I could remember
in my short seven years of life.
Stumbling from the vehicle’s metal jaw,
my grandmother and I
crossed the parking lot
to the mass of stores baking in the afternoon sunlight.
We ate lunch at the Walgreens’ diner.
It reminded me of the Fifties restaurants on tv;
I spun on one of the raised metal barstools
with its red vinyl cushion,
they bordered the formica counter
like a line of brightly colored mushrooms.
I had a Steakum sandwich,
which seemed terribly fancy to me
with its big bun, thin meat, melted cheese, and sauteed onions,
My drink – a chocolate thickshake
served in a tall fancy glass.
For dessert, not food
but a treat
(a fancy one)-
a bright-yellow toy lion
that amazingly came with its own bottle of perfume.
I wondered about big cats and their odor problems on the velt
the entire bumpy ride home,
clutching my prize,
smiling the entire time.
My grandmother was tired by the time we got back,
a day spent walking,
alternately sweating in the sun
and freezing indoors,
but I was elated,
on top of the world.