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?
bluemuse
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