25 Poems through April

notions, preconceived are what I based my

ill thought after assumptions on, placed excessive surety and estimated:

its dept, how easy it will be to displace

its feel and what it must contain

and importantly noting how it looks

well within a second reflexively pushing a door

opening slightly the doorway of like or dislike

But proven awfully wrong as I neared the golden chest

And found it to be lighter, shallower, less than valuable on the inside

The bright container might just contain an ironic shape.

-NB Cheryl