AprilDawn

AprilDawn May 2014

Red
Fuchsia
Purple
Cobalt
Green
Amber
White

Like stars
Low to the ground

Luminous orb
Under pygmy palm

Tiny Frog
Riding rainbow lit lily pad

Rhine maiden spotlighted

On small rock pond

Reflecting

Pagoda lanterns
On glass bar

Mirrored in pool

Seated reading girl
Nestled near tiny mimosa tree
Shimmering butterfly flutters by

Crackled globe
Casts speckled glow
Towards gnomes seated below

Peeking out through
Bushy philodendrons
Faux mosaic lamps

Cloudy days
Leave dark marks
Empty holes

Longing for lost luster

Early 2005 one of my first free form poems I ever wrote.It describes our suburban green patch in Texas . It was published in my college literary magazine and garnered my Professor's praise .

#garden

AprilDawn May 2014

Rest in Peace

Dare I inhale
Too deeply
Lest it’s
Thrown away
No explanation
Needed
My essence
Diluted by
Fury’s swift
Releasing
Freedom
To haunt hearts
Imprisoned
By
Sorrow's
Jagged
Edges

Written 2004 or 05 ,one of the early poems for my Tom.Gone too young .

#goodbye

AprilDawn May 2014

Rays

beaming all over
some other girl
what’s she got
that I don’t
you sneaky cheat
no matter how hard
you try to keep those golden fingers
just above those  lazy low flung
gray clouds
you can’t keep  hiding
from me
c’mon back
pretty please
don’t make me beg
for just  a few spare
minutes  of your  time
in  space.

That fickle sun.Some days cheating on me by spilling some beams on someone else !

#shineonme

AprilDawn May 2014

It Waits For Me

behind  every  rock
around every  corner
any breath
that  lustrous blue   sky
the last color I see
this crumb of cheese
parked on my tongue
could be the last
the last flavor
I taste
It waits for me
Knowing
I have no where to hide

More mortality musings...after my husband died so suddenly I wondered did he know that his end was near ? He didn't convey that to me in his last days.Still.

#musings

AprilDawn May 2014

Perishable

Nothing
visibly stamped
on my body
“Use By”
but I know
somewhere in the ether
a time is prescribed
I’m not a carton
of sour cream
that’s true
I am in danger
of disappearing
as are you.

Mortality musings in 2006 .

#death

AprilDawn May 2014

Vacation

sturdy suitcases
filled with anticipation
escape
horizon bound
vibrating wings
slice through days
as clock hands capture
slippery sweet memories
hope rides up the mountain
curves through vineyards
and down nurtured valleys
rivers
still harbor liquefied pain
good-bye hangs on the landscape
a spirit- lit lantern
guides weary travelers
home.

Our European vacation 10 years ago. Old memories and new memories lived in tandem during that trip.

#eurotrip

AprilDawn May 2014

Mouse Condo for Rent

Hidden away
From prying eyes
Rooms with a view
Prime real estate
Tropic locale
Lake front property
Mature landscaping
Well lit
24-hour guard
Comfy digs
Classic interiors
Shady when needed
Sunny in its heart
Ideally suited
For family life
Or just hanging
With friends
See agent lizard
For details
To start your life
In Paradise

A bird of paradise plant in a corner of our backyard in the burbs of Houston.One day my daughter and I noticed a bunch of mice swinging all over the flowers ! Out of my warped mind came this cracked poem.I read this at a poetry reading ( and brought the picture for afterward ) and got a great review for my style of reporting the incident !

#bloomswithaview