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The Web Poetry Corner - Daniel Chapa - Good Morning Tahoe

Good Morning Tahoe

by

Daniel Chapa

Look he’s sleeping

Sleeping soundly on comfortable pillows
Dreaming of the girl he kissed last night
So warm
So calm
Snuggling with a pillow on the fold out couch
A lazy Sunday morning

Upturned corners of his mouth
Reveal the slightest smile
It must be an amazing dream

What a shame, John is going to ruin it

Snow shovel in hand
John slowly, quietly, and deliberately
Opens the sliding glass door
He closes the door behind him
So he can work on the balcony
With out arousing suspicion

Using his feet in combination with the shovel
He is- Methodical
An evil grin revealing mischievous intentions
displayed on his face and eyes.

The rest of us- aware of what is happening-
Stifle giggles and struggle to remain
completely quiet
we watch John’s repetitive motions

Pack with his foot
Then shovel to the corner
Pack with his foot
Then shovel to the corner
The process takes several minutes

It almost gives me time to have second thoughts. . .
Almost

As John finishes scooping his small Igloo off of
the tile he turns.
He nods his head in such a way as to make it obvious
He wants me to open the door

I pause to take a last glance at the victim
So warm
So calm
I hear a tiny snore escape
So soft that it is almost inaudible

Now I am wearing the evil grin also

I open the door all the way
So the shovel can fit through the door
While held horizontally

John tiptoes through
And stalks his prey
Every muscle is tense
is legs are bent keeping him close to
the ground
Like a lioness in Africa

As he closes in I catch myself holding my breath
With anticipation
John takes two last steps and
Turns the shovel over in a throwing motion
Making the snow fly off the shovel
more than fall

As it hits, I am reminded of a small
Bomb going off
The snow hits with so much force
It causes the fold out and the victim
To bounce for just a second

While in mid-air I see his eyes open,
the smile disappears, and he yells one word,
"COLD!"

As our laughing subsides
The spectators can be heard
Issuing a chorus of,
"I tried to stop him!"
and
"I told him not to!"

Hopeful that they will be able to safely sleep
For the remainder of the trip.

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from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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