A Choice, a Shirt, and a Stack of Pancakes--Pensee Poem

It's pensee poem day in National Poetry Month (at least for me).

Laundry

Fragrant with soap

Dances in the morning breeze

But against the moon, macabre.

In the basket? Not.

Daughter

Winsome and lithe

Fork in the road confronts her

Will she relax her grip and let

Her elder grow up?

Pancakes
Luscious syrup
Oozes down the yummy stack
Do I cut you in wheel spokes or
Just fold and gulp you?

© 2016 by H. Linn Murphy

If you want to know more about Pensee poems, here is the place to look. Enjoy the trip!