Day Twenty-three

Today's words:

Slipper

Ferry

Concert

Peanut

Fall

Bill

Like a slipper

Warming a chilled foot, the ferry

Glided into the port, accompanied by the usual concert

Of gulls, hoping someone would throw a peanut

Or hot dog end. Then, swooping, they'd try to catch it on the fall,

The morsel winding up in one lucky bill.

Once I found a ten dollar bill

Stuffed inside a slipper.

No idea why I'd hidden it there. Perhaps I was expecting to fall

From my relatively comfortable perch. No more ferry

Rides for me, and only peanut

Butter sandwiches for dinner. And I'll skip the concert.

My friend's band is giving a concert

Tonight. There's no bill

To get in, but I'm bringing a box of peanut

Butter cookies. Like Cinderella and her glass slipper

I'll squeeze myself onto the ferry

And hope I don't fall

Off the edge. I think Fall

Is the best time of year for a concert

It's still warm enough to take the ferry.

Relax, I'll take care of the bill.

You sit back in this slipper

Chair, and munch on a peanut.

Her little dog wasn't much bigger than a peanut.

And she had to be careful it didn't fall

Off the bed. Sometimes it would drag a slipper

Down the hall, or treat us to a concert

Of whining. I paid its vet bill

Once, after it got seasick on the ferry.

"Crossing Brooklyn Ferry"

Is one if my favorite poems, but you can keep the peanut

Clusters. Send the bill

To my hotel; I'll not fall

For your tricks again. You can call me after the concert.

I'll be looking for my other slipper.

I love to take the ferry in the Fall

And eat a peanut as I listen to the concert

Of the gulls, crying silliness, like, "Bill!" or, "Slipper!"