Janet folded the sweater and placed it with the others on the bed. Taking the last sweater from the closet, she held it up for Amy to see. “Remember this one?”
“That goes back,” Amy said. “I can’t believe she kept it.
Day of Mardi Gras
Beginning with Fat Tuesday
Before Ash Wednesday
Circus comes to town
On many roads leading here
To capture our hearts
Gulping gullets like a gannet with a fish,
Goat grabs a tea towel from a washing line
A cream cake at the café for one delicious wish,
To dine!
Yesterday you wrote me, said you’ve been busy,
and nothing more.
Making it seem like we had just been in touch
when in fact we hadn’t for quite some time.
Necessity takes all the fun out of shopping,
at least for a woman in her never ending
quest for that perfect, youthful revitalizing bra
closing their belly buttons
draping short hair
clenching the muscles
that bring up the rear
Consumed by their own image of perfection
Mirrored in high fashion of observation
Running away from snapped cameras
Unique in presentation
Original in taste
Fine form and flare
Of style and grace
Solar System Kings
Rule the day and the nighttime
While lighting the world
The tension is rising.
The new baby’s nearly due.
Everybody’s waiting,
but he doesn’t come on cue.
the pale girl sat quietly under the elongated weeping willow,
to read the last page of a utopia novel assigned to her, by
an educator, who protested she needed more knowledge.
I held you today,
a scrap of life with wrinkled nose.
Your mesmerizing fragility,
belied by tiny fingers grasping mine
showing strength of steel.
Gentle sleep
is interrupted by powerful cry.
All pink and soft;
you are the centre
of the world.
Your mother’s eyes
are like a waterfall
flowing
your way.
Your father lifts you
into strong safe hands –
your birthright
and his privilege.
How you extend our worlds;
change relationships
yet not […]
Hello spring,
I am here.
I’ve been waiting for you,
Welcome home.
She sat atop her pine coffin being pulled
by two oxen. Twenty-thousand people came—
She doesn’t knock or introduce herself,
just blows into my life and starts hanging
out, takes control of my face, plasters
a smile on it that won’t quit.
Darkness pummeled the U-haul cab as we drove down a busy highway. I sat in the passenger seat, he in the driver’s, and we rode silently beside each other while music from the radio attempted to nudge out the blackness.
Summer is abloom,
And we make our way
Through the steady stream
Of side-walk passers-by
My anxious spirit can find no rest
So once again
The Lord will test
The café is noisy and crowded, but I don’t mind because it’s good for people watching. I settle at a table and sip chai tea as I scan the room for today’s most entertaining subjects.
She turns on the television, the radio, or a CD on good days,
to obscure thoughts that hook hard into her memory
I want a house with a glass roof,
The sky a reminder of the infinite,
Where Van Gogh can sneak his stars
Across the horizon of my make-believe
A young woman with bouncing hair
strides across the small town street
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