Lawrence
Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's
Journal of Life, Literature and Love
Kristi’s Deportation
Flight
The president decided that she
Is a clear and present pain
She needs to go away, said he
(But does she get to keep the plane?)
Lawrence Hall
mhall46184@aol.com
Inertia, and It’s all
Your Fault
Draggy all through the sugar-cream-coffeed morning
Drowsing over a book while the lawnmower yawns
Idling over the news while the grass laughs at me
Ignored by the weeds in their insolent rows
Calvin and his work ethic haunt my idleness
Impatiently urging me to bestir myself
And accomplish something meaningful
In tending the Garden God has given
But
I think
I’ll doze in this lawn chair and dream of you -
After all, what else would you have me do?
