Every day at work my boss my boss titles her group chat by the name of whatever “holiday “it happens to be. Yesterday was take a poet to lunch today. On my break I wrote this poem.
I took a poet to lunch today.
I took a poet to lunch today
And there amid the verse ,
Our flow of thought was free and light
Not stifled, bland, or terse.
I took a poet to lunch today
we traded quip for quip
She scrawled a sonnet on her check
And left it with her tip.
If you can’t take a poet to lunch
Please do not wear a frown
We all write poems in our own way
And some , just write them down.
Random Acts of Daveness 