Politically Incorrect Poem
You see, I am a poetess.
We of my gender wear a dress.
And to some nouns add e – s – s
So you will know who’s who.
Home
_I’m looking for a portal
_Into another space
Where nothing there will tick me off
_And I can have some place
Where they’ll bring me delectables
_And also draw my bath.
There’ll be no provocation to
_Evoke my deadly wrath.
I really need a rest from it.
_I am so cranky when
I say what I would like and then
_They screw it up again.
_It’s not that I’m the center
_Of the universe,
It’s just that I’m peripheral
_Too often! It’s perverse!
Leslie Lippincott Hidley is retired from the safety business and lives in a small town in southern California. She has published poetry in Sparks of Calliope and other writing in the Ojai Quarterly and Ojai Monthly. She has just published her first long poem, “The Burglars’ Ball,” available on Amazon and a YouTube video of the same title. It’s a poem about a family of marauding raccoons and how they’re entertained by a boy and his grandfather.










‘Home’ is very clever, Leslie. I know the feeling of being peripheral! 😉
it’s so unjust!!!
It is interesting how the -ess nouns have changed in usage over the years. At the Oscars its now lead male or female actor. As for flight attendant, I always forget and lead off with stewardess. But I suppose it’s better than ‘trolley dolly’, which I hasten to add, I’ve never used.
As for Home, Leslie, dream on. Don’t you know that the older you get, the more invisible you become. My Mum told me that years back – and her prophesy’s come true!
Thanks for the enlightening, and lightening, reads.
You are most welcome – glad you enjoyed them.
Very cute poems, Leslie, that reveal true feelings of gender and being on the periphery.
thank you
Very interesting poems. Not what we expect from California. The author seems more awake than woke, which is a sign of a significant paradigm shift.
I moved to California when I was 15 after living in 11 places – three countries – I am now gaining on 80. California has not rubbed off on me yet.