Poems by Grace Cavalieri

"Mama Didn't Allow No Blues Or Jazz..." 

                  Lorne Cress
 
The monkey trap is simply this
A coconut hollowed out
A sweet potato stuck inside
 
This is how a monkey can be caught
He puts his paw inside
And grabs his food
 
You say it's dumb
Determined as hunger
Caught inside a shell like that
 
You say betrayal comes from just
Such needs as a monkey has
 
We do not know the source of sanity
How monkeys feel about hunger
 
But I think it's better when holding on
From not letting go
I think it's better to let go.
 
© Grace Cavalieri, all rights reserved

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