a poem in my pocket

antithesis |anˈtiTHəsis| noun (pl. antitheses |-ˌsēz| )
a person or thing that is the direct opposite of someone or something else:  love is the antithesis of selfishness.  

blond boy born of summer
winter’s brown-haired girl
both blue-eyed

raised like corn from rural soil
born and bred in city lights
single sibling each

staring out school windows
curling up in library chair
home-school sons

cold, plugs in a heater
hot, flips on the fan
warm embrace

shuts off the radio
cranks up the music
concerts together

loves bright sunshine
adores soft moonlight
playful shadows

he will order a beer
she prefers glass of wine
sharing a sip

straight meat and potatoes
mix veggies with pasta
time for dessert

irreconcilable differences
might be reconciled
by love’s heartbeat

(Linking to D’Verse where Bjorn is hosting MTB: “antithesis”)

The first fragrance of fragile flower

foreshadows flavor of fall’s fruit.

photo by lynn__

An “american sentence” (17 syllables) from my orchard…

May Day at the pub and Bjorn’s serving up recycled cliches!   d’Verse Poetics MTB

While out to lunch (and armed to the teeth with cliches), two fast friends argue over who will pay for the meal:

 
I’ll take care of the tab.

No, let me. You covered all the basements last time.

That’s water over the bridge…I’ll get it.

You’re gonna dig in your Achilles heels on this?

Yes, so don’t loose a cannon over it.

The buck stops at the cashier.

You’ll pay an ugly penny to eat those words!

Probably have to borrow the family silver…

You won’t get my goat’s sympathy with your alligator tears.

Yeah? Well, I’m tired of wearing your heart up my sleeve!

And I’m retired of crossing double-edged swords with you!

Humph, you’re deaf as a buried hatchet.

Maybe, but not paying a bill is a fate worse than debt.

Upon leaving the restaurant, they decide to sweep it all under the proverbial dyed-in-the-wool rug.  After all, why put all your rotten eggs in one basket case?