AprilDawn

AprilDawn May 2014

Storm savaged fronds
still flower
tucked away
for another day’s
punk spiked blooms
hide inside
a deftly
French braided core.

The famed playground for mice plant , took a beating through some extreme weather .Still stood tall and made some beautiful flowers.

#punkflairblooms

AprilDawn May 2014

Send Out the Search Party

This morn
freshly purchased
provisions
called my name
Cravings
swiftly soured
as all hands
came up empty
multiple theories
Extrapolate
the likelihood
that they
didn’t walk away
Alone

Sharing a fridge can be a tricky proposition.Family or not !

#purloinedtreats

AprilDawn May 2014

Market Stalls

every waking thought
fueled by
juicy   strawberries
not from distant lands
stalked by native asparagus
signs on empty spots
indicate to our dismay
the farmer’s market
Gone away
for this week
dejected  we head home
desires  unmet
with crumpled  canvas totes
in  unhappy hands.

Love farmer's markets.Local produce rocks.

#emptybags

AprilDawn May 2014

Bright Lights

pollute
every inch of window space
no room for shadows
moon glow a no show
pull my eyelids tight
yank the plastic shades
as far as they’ll go
to lay down my fears
for the night.

a bit of a rhyme scheme there ...not intentional either.Written in 2007 , rental home in Massachusetts right behind a Buick dealership.Fluorescent signs totally lit the back side of our house porch, laundry area, dining room , living room and my bedroom !

#brightlightlittlecity

AprilDawn May 2014

Refill

Love’s
last taste
drained from my every cell
time to recharge the batteries
It seems

2007, starting to need a cuppa something more sustaining than cable tv romance movies..

#fillmeup

AprilDawn May 2014

Dressed to Thrill

packets of pleasure
all wrapped and pretty
whisper sweet
everything
worried moments
swept away
with savory promises
a hollow stomach
or aching heart
fills just a little
beguiling morsels
cocktail conversation
at the bottom of
this  tray or another
lies sweet salvation
if only for tonight
tomorrow
the party’s over
all  goes back
to pumpkins, mice
and gruel  .

A party with nibbles , written in 2007

#appetizers

AprilDawn May 2014

Kidnapped

by those beats
sweep me
right into a groove
Anywhere from sad to glad
as long I can feel
them pulsing
through the floor
I think I am
going to be
Alright.

Music , always good for what ails you

#musictherapy