Poems of the Week


by Anna M. Evans

I put my first guess in—no squares go green;
just two go yellow; all the rest are gray.
It’s not the best, and not the worst I’ve seen.
I put my next guess in—one square goes green.
Words scroll my brain like credits on a screen.
I think of all I’ve got to do today.

I put my next guess in—now two squares green,
another yellow, and the last two, gray.
A stack of bills to pay and rooms to clean.
I put my fourth guess in—still two squares green.
Of this, at least (I think) I could be queen—
and rule the Facebook share that brings cachet.

I put my fifth guess in—all squares go green!
Farewell ye yellows!…now to face the gray.