Hello, Friends,
What fun it is to collaborate on poetry with Nolcha Fox, who just became Editor for Chewers & Masticadores! We share the same dark humor, so I can’t even recall which verses are mine here. And despite our slanted humor, the themes in our poems are poignant: aging, grief, loss, worry, and the like. I hope you enjoy this poem as much as we did writing it.
I’m a rock in an inner tube.
You’re a rock skipping the water.
We started with enthusiasm,
with no idea of where
we might end up.
We’re both in danger of sinking.
The danger could be
a blessing. We may find
secrets in the deep.
An old Roman road
going nowhere.
Gold coins gleaming
untarnished memories. Maybe
underwater caves
filled with crystals.
Maybe I’ll find out
that inner tube
is actually my tummy.
Embarrassing.
All the better.
You’ll float!
I’m the one
who will go under
onto a pile
of ancient stones
and sailor bones.
You will join the stones
and bones of our ancestors,
find gold and crystals left behind.
My legacy is
sunburn.
Barbara is author of the best-selling Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir (EIF-Experiments in Fiction, 2022), which is available onAmazon,and Editor ofMasticadoresUSA. She loves connecting with poets…
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Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver 
“that inner tube
is actually my tummy.” Nope, that would be my tummy… no doubt. Thanks for this. ‘Tis lovely.
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This is so much fun! I love that you can’t remember who wrote which lines!
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