William Carlos Williams Stole My Plums

Photo of a wooden bowl containing several dark plums
by Joanna Kosinska/Unsplash

I bought the plums
at last Sunday’s
farmer’s market

then put them
in my fridge

because 
I like them
sweet and cold

This morning
my eager hand
opened 
the fridge’s door

A blank spot
weighed
the shelf

where the plums
rested yesterday

I found 
Mr. Williams’s poem
on a
scrap of paper
on the 
kitchen counter

and now
I’m left
to think about

burglary
bitter disappointment

and the
possibility of forgiveness.


copyright © 2021 Dave Williams

The Poetry Foundation has the poem that inspired this one: “This Is Just to Say” by William Carlos Williams

Omeleto Films released the short film (7.5 minutes) Sorry, Not Sorry that has a darkly humorous take on the poem.

A Risky Confession

Photo of many Hawaiian shirts hanging on a bar in a closet.
by elCarito/Unsplash

I have worn
Hawaiian shirts
for five days straight.

I’m not Hawaiian,
nor do I live
in Hawaii.

If you feel the need
to contact
the Fashion Police,
that’s your right.

However,
if they show up
on my front step

(one officer plucking 
an errant thread
off her stylish uniform)

I will
NOT
go quietly.


copyright © 2021 Dave Williams

Colonel Kernel

Every package
of popcorn kernels
has a leader,
a hardened and gruff
Colonel Kernel, who—
as the package nears
a microwave or stovetop—
growls at the others,
“This is what
we’ve trained for, folks.
It’s about to get real hot,
and every single one of yous
better pop!pop!pop!
or you’ll be
a disappointment
to this battalion.”