Envy.

February 27, 2006

I wrote a poem about envy, inspired by the color green. Green is my favorite color.

Envy

Envy slithers

In the hall

Because her onehundredandfortyfive dollar jeans

Pour boastingly over her emerald-coated track shoes

Envy grips

At an intersection

Because his car doesn’t roar like the one in the left lane

When the light flashes to green

Envy chokes

In a restaurant

Because two tables away a raspberry cheesecake is delivered

To a plush young couple – a mint garnishing a sweet soontobedevoured dessert

Envy seeps

In a front yard

Like the lemonade a young man slurps from a fluorescent straw

While another heaves a lawn mower, sweating, in a grass-stained shirt and shoes

Envy glows

Radioactive in the dark shadows of a street corner

Because she holds his hand

And never glanced past the row of starting players to the one who could love her the most

Envy basks

In the sun

As a peacock-colored swimsuit reminds

you that you wish you were shaped like that

Envy sifts

On the evening news

Like money through the fat fingers of an already rich man who just won the lottery

While a family watches at home – eating week-old soup because that’s all that they can afford

What do you think?

One Response to “Envy.”

  1. Pippo Says:

    Haha that was great! I wish we could study poems like that in school rather than Yeats.–>


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