A glimpse of crimson
vibrant ribbon wrapped bouquet
teeters on the edge
In lieu of flowers
donations were requested
yet few guests complied
overspilling sprays
dwarfed my meager offering
but the dead don’t care
Category: Poetry
Wishing
First star knows about wishes.
She hears them murmured wistfully:
Star light,
Star bright,
First star I see tonight,
First star understands wishes.
She gathers them like forget-me-nots:
I wish I may,
I wish I might,
Have this wish I wish tonight.
First star hears wishes,
and then promptly forgets them.
Star light,
Star new,
I wasted many a wish on you.
First star regrets her lapses,
but what can we expect from a ball of gasses?
I wish I may,
Oh, wish I do,
To someday have a wish come true.
I’ve Been Thinking
I’ve been thinking dangerous thoughts, like how will I handle living under a trump
regime, and how will I explain to my granddaughters that a man who publicly bragged
about sexually assaulting women was elected to the highest office in this great land?
I’ve been thinking about one person, one vote, and how the electoral college system
resulted in the unthinkable: a grossly unqualified reality television star as commander
in chief, all because a good many Americans chose to believe rumors about a woman,
while denying deplorable truths about a man. The patriarchy is alive and well here in River City.
I’ve been thinking that this country’s future rests now precariously in unstable hands,
Somewhere between the devil and the deep red sea. If this were a movie, our noble
knight would arrive on a charging steed, blades flashing, intent on saving us from ourselves.
He’d best hurry. I’m losing heart, and this is no movie. But, still, I’ve been thinking.
Resolutions, I Reckon
I resolve, she said, to abstain from running naked down the boulevard.
That’s no decent resolution, said he, since not doing that won’t be too hard.
Ha! she said, You’ve no idea of the urge I have to disrobe every night,
And jog joyfully down Monroe street clothed in nothing but moonlight.
In that case, he smiled sincerely, I hope this resolution breaks,
And I’ll wait for you on the capitol steps no matter how long it takes.
The New Year Approacheth
As the final few hours of 2016 tick away, Studly is yawning and I’m in my p.j.s.
Invitations? We had a few, but decided on spending a quiet night for two.
We’ll watch college football until 10 or so, then off to our bed we’ll gladly go.
At midnight I’ll give Studly a kiss; he’ll mumble I love you and return to his bliss.
The ball will drop in New York City, while my man and I snore along with our kitties.
Happy New Year to all, may this one be great, however you choose to celebrate.
Peace, people.
‘Round the Bend
Crazy is as crazy does, the will to live is stronger
Pour out the tea, pour up the rum, the nights are getting longer
Early darkness crowds around, the hour’s barely five
And we throw stones to prove for once that we’re all still alive.
I was made of sterner stuff when once I lived a southern life
But these winter days, cold north wind haze, cut me like a jagged knife.
Build up the fire for pity’s sake, and turn on all the lights
My sanity is near an end and I’m all out of fight.
Moth
Flying
Lickety-split
Under the lights
Tight circles
Tenaciously,
Ecstatically,
Rapaciously
Weightless
Intense
Nocturnal
Gallivanting
Carried Away
Balloons did the trick, one attached to each arm, two more tied on to my swollen ankles,
and thanks to a stout wind I was on my way up. I tried to wave to the crowd below,
but the motion caused a disruption in the airflow and briefly I found myself wobbling
precariously. Acknowledging the accolades would have to wait until I mastered control.
Going Places
Leaving Nashville the day after Christmas, hugging grandchildren one more time
Before we climb into our respective rides for long journeys home. One heads west, another
North, while we point our car south and east, full of new memories and Christmas goodies,
Enough to last until our far-flung families are brought together once again. Safe travels.
Subdued Colors
Taupe and grey,
As I look back
Are the subdued children
of brown and black.
But I’m no expert
On the color wheel,
For all I know
They’re a great big deal.
Gray and taupe
Lackluster hues
That come in handy
When choosing shoes.
Praying for Eyebrowz 