Near the entrance to the corner
drugstore a stalwart gray-haired
venerable lady relentlessly twitches
her bruised left eye as she swings
her good arm and repeatedly rings
a bright silver bell from side to side.
A wiry and hunched aging man
wearing a skull cap and a weathered
brown face wrapped in a navy blue scarf
drops a coin in the red hungry pot.
Not far behind is a finicky-faced
blue-hair feline swinging her bushy
striped tail in mid-air proudly displaying
her fluffy fur coat and red bag
splotched with green dollar signs.
She shrugs her padded shoulders and
fastidiously meows as she cautiously
strides to avoid the rhythmically swaying
musical arm ringing its cheerful holiday charm…
© 2014 jjméndez (poem and photo original)