My selection

[Daniel England]

Here's my poem for Tuesday. I have it in copy and paste and as attachment, whichever is more convenient 

This Little Piggy Went to Market

 

Once upon a forty-third time,

there was a man whose mother thought

his baby feet the most beautiful thing ever seen.

 

So she tricked twelve elves into making shoes

of the purest glass, so all mankind may see

her darling’s sumptuous little phalanges.

 

But soon the world tired of gazing longingly

at his divine digiti pedis, and the lad grew

into a desolate fellow, walking ever so slowly

as not to scratch his glorious footwear.

 

Three times a week, he tippytoed his way

to the Kroger deli counter, asked

for six slices of pickle-pimento loaf.

 

One day the woman (who always

was sure to take his order)

presented him a hammer, cold chisel,

Neosporin, forty-three Band-Aids,

 

and the promise of waiting for him

on the other side of a tango’s down-beat.

 

Dan Reed England