An Election Day Reflection
Saturday Afternoon 2/25/2024 12:21
(a poem written during February’s preliminary for May’s Election Day)
I’m sitting in the car
waiting
again
a typical stop
while he talks and talks and talks
we only stopped to early vote ~no lines~
sun shines warm in this cold air
Rav4 my greenhouse, Caribbean blue
I clean out the car trash
notice a bush being windslapped
throwing up a limb
talk to the hand !
as if suddenly offended
I can’t help wondering
if it’s because it is a political hedge
reacting to the lack of lines
and all the fresh gossip
of no one waiting
Common Threads 
Hi Kim! I love the line: Rav4 my greenhouse, Caribbean blue. And the personification of the hedge is perfect. I think in this election year, I’d rather be a hedge than a voter. Tough season ahead!
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Ha! Thank you, Joanne! Your comment makes me want to dress like a shrub when I go vote. It’s Election Day for our locals here, but I’ll save the shrub gear for November and invite people to use the write-in option. Vote for Shrub!!
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