22~14

Forever Proud

Of my ties

To the land.

 

Many times over

Told of her fame.

 

~Woman

Who runs

With fawn~

 

Handwritten

Into the copy

Of my family tree.

 

Who never existed.

 

Why lie to me?

22~13

The way

She was born

Should have

Killed her…

 

Instead

She stole

Our hearts

A short while…

 

And then

She took

Them

With her…

22~12

we huddle

we friends

around

her

as she opens

her necklace 

and scatters

his ashes

in the wind

22~11

so many tears

rolling down my face

wiggly belly gyrating

as i lie on the floor

after my sister

sipping sweetly

turned towards me

drink straw up her nose

surprising us both!

22~10

Brave Mouse

Traipsing across

My floor…

 

Skippity doo~dah

Now you are

No more…

 

Didn’t you see

My kittens three?

 

Einstein in his 80s

You shall not be…

22~9

he took it with him

 

the smell

of fresh blackberries

 

churned

into cold cream

 

surrounded

by salt and ice

smiles and laughter

 

an old wooden bucket

of ice cream by the lake

 

cousins swimming

amongst creepy fish

leaping from the boat

 

racing for purple streaked cones

handmade by my uncle 

 

recipe forever gone

 

just like him

22~8

my favorite plant

Knows It.

 

…the ones i don’t talk to~

Get Sad.

 

(~but they aren’t here for long…)

22~7

they sit together

 

arms around each other

under their favorite old tree

looking away

in opposite directions

(with different futures?)

22~6

i see you

inside yourself

where i

could not see before

my shadow self

sobs from beyond

where i

can not help

when

you need me most

22~5

this is my special space

 

where my nails

scratched our love

into the old oak tree

 

i pause

 

remembering

 

sunflowers

were where

new pavement

comes quickly

 

this was my special place