Poetry by Holly Heintz - Fall 1999
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Human Beings Running across the highway, then Looking right and left A pick-up truck one way A 4-door the other. Human beings- silly creatures- sometimes. Pigtail flying, a jump-rope twirling Over her head- she looks up Toes tangled in the rope Little girls- scatter-brained- sometimes. Yo-yo flying around the world Rolls back to home- it shoots out again Bonks his finger, "ouch," pierces the air Little boys- impetuous- sometimes. BUT- Looking at picture books, curled in a lap Pigtails flying- Granddad's bear hug Yo-Yos sharing- best friend big smile All make- Humans- worthwhile All the time. |
| What do you mean-- I can't return my Happy Meal?! What do you mean-- I can't return my Happy Meal?! The toy is weird; the hamburger is rubber The fries are cold-- And--My drink tastes like its four days old. You guaranteed I'd like it, So What do you mean--you won't keep it!! |
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Insignificant Anecdotes - Images from the Student Union A young couple sits so their knees almost touch--yet silence reigns as they chew their hamburgers and fries They look around everywhere-- except into each other's eyes. A white car parked on yellow striped pavement, with a huge black and white "No Parking" sign behind its rear bumper. Stenciled into its side panel-- "BHSU Security." A young, skinny, raven-haired woman sits in the Student Union drinking a 20 oz. Diet Coke and munching on an open bag of Hershey's "M & M's." |
