Does one blushing smile

Does one blushing smile,
innocent in its attempt
to say hello and
good-bye at
once, qualify as

poetry?
Or must there be some
philosophical
underpinning that
jumps to the fore? Peace

means adult red face
as an opportunity
to blossom, and a
restaurant
where time is itself

worth noting
on this bloody earth,
starved, parched, war-torn tears
flowing, cruelty-
filled type of planet.

So if you’re
munching on plastic chairs at
some seven
eleven, able
to watch life flow by

for an hour,
imagine just how good you
have it, when
in front of backdrop
that’s not so easy.

Copyright, Doug Stuber, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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