Shaving

Stretching over the sink he shaves

Just like his dad / Barbasol and all.

Standing on tiptoes he pats on

a face full of shaving cream.

His plastic pretend razor slides easily

making wide snowplow tracks.

Rinsing off the excess he continues

until his face is shiny clean.

Wiping his face with the towel

he smiles feeling like a real man.

Little brother watches carefully

and copies the same motions;

rinsing his razor in the same sink.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d/Verse, Grace asked us to consider the significance of setting in our poems. We are to write a poem that definitely gives the reader a sense of the poem’s setting. This is one of my favorite photos of my two boys many years ago. I found a child’s shaving kit at the Dollar Store and he loved it.

Join us at: https://dversepoets.com then click on the Mr. Linkey box and read some other poems.