Catherine Apps ≈ Three Poems



The Crime

Her only crime was being old,
So I’ve heard, so I’ve been told.
As well, you know, I’ve heard it said
that being old is why she’s dead.


The Newspaper

Take comfort in the written word,
It is rather seen than heard.
The words are meant to mimic real,
No wonder they have mass appeal.
I too prefer the second hand,
it’s easier to understand.


The Reprimand

I had a moment there
— Just a moment—
When I thought that I was clever.
Then God spoke
—and he told me—
Don’t you think that,
Don’t think that ever.


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