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A Star’s Start to the Year
Big dreams
Bigger list
Accomplishments
Are what I meant
To learn
And speak
Another’s
Tongue of mother
To eat
From fresh
And never
From Macs and Helpers
To wake
With ease
And jump
For joy to remove the lumps
To speak
So soft
And kind
Even when the kids don’t mind
I make
The list
With glee
If not reality
Today is
The day
To start
The year with drive and heart
The slate
Is clean
The will
Is strong, headed uphill
But that
Was “Yes”-terday
And now
My life has come to play
I ate
And slept
And yelled
It’s true, I failed
The third
Day of
The year
Truth came to bear
But I
Remind
Myself…
There ‘s always next year!
I tried my hand at Poetry again with the lovely Melissa B. at The Scholastic Scribe.
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Whispered Whys?
“Why?” she whispers
Her breath tickling my ears
“I don’t know”
Came my reply.
“But why?”
Her voice insisted.
“Still don’t know”
Again was my reply.
“I need to know”
She gasped, exasperrated.
“I know you do…”
I tried to say.
“You should know”
Hair brushing against my nose.
“You’re right…” I said.
“I should know”.
“What do I know?”
I whispered back.
“What? What do you know?”
Warmth on my cheek.
“What? What? What?”
She demands again.
“I know I love you”
I say with a smile.
“You know that?”
She says back
“You know you love me?”
“You do?”
“Yes, I know I love you,”
“Yes, yes. I do”.
In her ear, I said,
“You know that this is true”.
I tried my hand again at poetry in honor of Mrs. Scribe over at
The Scholastic Scribe.
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If It’s Tuesday, It Must Be Poetry
The amazing Mrs. Scribe over at The Scholastic Scribe is throwing down some verse in the name of a Poetry Slam. I couldn’t resist joining in but I offer this warning — “Read at Your Own Risk!”
Dream Interrupted
The light clicks. On.
I blink.
A lasered rectangle is cut
Into the darkness
While a Fantasia of dust
Dances in the stripes of light.
The door opens
Washing me fully out
Of golden slumbers
Bathing me in
Its harsh brass light.
Click.
Newly blind, I feel
Your arms encase me.
“Shhh. Go back to sleep.
It’s not time to wake,” you
Whisper. I settle back into
Your arms. My eyes flutter closed.
A shrill beep throws me into
The waking world.
I sit up, eyes glazed
You snore at my side.
“Ah! “ I say to myself.
“It was all a dream”.
Happy Tuesday, everyone!
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A Love Letter
Ode to Halloween Candy
Your bright packaging draws my eye
Orange, black, silver, and gold
I try to look away but a glint of light
Catches on your cellophane and foil
“Come to me”, you call
“No”, I say. “I need you not”.
“You do need me. You know you do!”
“I shouldn’t”, I say. But even as I say these words,
I look down to find you in my hands.
Feeling much like Alice in her Rabbit Hole
“Eat Me”, is what you seem to say.
Unlike Alice, I know which way I will grow
Bigger and bigger and bigger
“It’s only once a year. Surely, it’s okay…”
The wrapper crinkles in my hand. It tempts my very core.
As I feel the package tear into two, the chocolate grazes…
“Mommy. May I have a piece of candy?”
“Of course, dear. Please take this one”
Aah. Disaster averted. (Until next year).
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