Copper

A penny for my thoughts?

Give me a pen and a paper

And I’ll take you on a journey

Past the contrasting black ink

On the white-as-snow page

And show you the mechanics

Of my brain. Here my thoughts

Are carried away on

Post-it notes of their own

Until they’re pieced together

Like separate pieces of the same puzzle,

A bigger idea made from

Several smaller ones

Placed out for very few to read.

Give me a penny, if you wish,

But I guarantee

It’s more than what you bargained for. 

Lovely Lady

You may be beautiful,

But what more do you have?

With looks, but no money?

I’ll pay you for your worth.

 

Some coins for your teeth

Royal with their pearly crowns.

 

A dozen dollars for your hair

Locks of their own without being captured by keys.

 

I gave you freedom from your looks

In exchange for a human toy.

 

Yes, you’re a lovely lady, doll.