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AprilDawn May 2014
Open up
Spill your guts
I said
with my fist
to the box
as I  smacked  
Away
I realize
scissors might
work
better
I am always greedy and impatient  to open parcels/packages !
AprilDawn May 2014
constantly rehashed
long thread spun out
every chance
chokes
Over
And  
Over
Again
rewind button
never sticks
tape
never breaks
lassoed memories
drug in kicking
and screaming
allegations  
insinuations
half-truths
blows the lid off  
feigned civility
while anger
simmers savagely
under
pursed lips
Ever had a disagreement with someone who can't let anything go ?
AprilDawn May 2014
flavored air
escapes
under the back  door crack
Anticipation hangs
over the pool
in waves
dog cries  
pierce the morning calm.
Our resident  senior hound  Soph    use to get some of those nibbles   from  bacon mornings.Now her tummy can't handle them  anymore....
AprilDawn May 2014
Easy Bake Oven
I lack
cannot make cake
in my bedroom
I Promise
not to bake
my Barbies
Mom
Something I desperately wanted   as a kid. I think it held back my decent  baking years  .I learned to bake   finally at  22.Was a long  ,hard road to that point though...could have been avoided ...(pointed  sigh)
AprilDawn May 2014
Who dares to steal
in the dead of night
sacred morsels
right out
from under his nose
mount an inquisition
follow the trail
to it’s deviant source
Halt !
he bellows
who goes there
brandishing implements  
of sacrilege
close the gates  
seal off the moat
no ones leaves until
such savagery
is exposed
cunning lies
stuck down
under the white hot glare
of the fridge light
clandestine cheese snatchers
   take heed
your nibbles
are numbered !
Another poem about  sharing the fridge...my  Dad  ( who we were living with   at the time  )  had a few moments of  "where did my  snack  go "? !
AprilDawn May 2014
slip away
and I remember
even less
of you
my life has
  melted into
tomorrows
you’ll never see
Yes, don't know if it's a function of surviving tragedy by our brains -I only remember certain  memories  not daily life as much anymore.Written   in 2006 or 7 I believe .
AprilDawn May 2014
for a
a dead man
who
can't buy wine

a timeshare
in Florida

finance
a mortgage

go back
to school

use a senior discount
for an age he never  
reached

oddly enough
it seems
his state
of
non physicality
impedes
his  purchase
capabilites

fatally
This is before   identity stealing  became common place , this is about  how much mail I still got for years  after my husband died.The AARP   was the most persistent and  wouldn't stop hounding  him  for his  discount cards (  he died at 49) .It followed me to  3 states  and I  had to make so many calls....
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