AprilDawn

AprilDawn May 2014

while
quick sprays
mist
juicy consumables
glisten  languidly
edible jewels
draw  my gaze
my hands reach out
aching for  their
***** flavors
implied feasts
dance wickedly
in my imagination
enticed by clever
marketing execs
and
the farmers
hard work

Shopping for groceries in Randall's once a few years back , I was wandering through the produce section when the sound of rolling thunder came out of nowhere .It was dry and warm outside ... I had only come in a few minutes earlier.The misted fruit did it's job though, luring me to buy some !

#phatproduce

AprilDawn May 2014

European Getaway

Border patrol checkpoint
empty again
made our passports obsolete
nothing
to declare anyway
lush greenery
barely changes
from country to country
overcast skies
precariously straddle
nations
ancient vineyards
still yield
magnificent drops
castles crumble
a little more everyday
not even the towering pines
can save them
moody melodies strum
around my head
forever framing
this summer’s trip
just a little
differently
than the years
before.

My parents lived in Germany half the 80's and all the 90's , and would invite us over from the US for a summer vacay nearly every year .Political landscapes changed during those years , as did our everyday lives .

#backseatphilospher

AprilDawn May 2014

Gleam

I saw the bottom
of the kitchen sink
today
sleek  and shiny
no remnants of  past meals
or baked delights
everything tucked away and clean
my surprised face
reflected around  the shiny  drain
every once in a blue moon
it’s a good thing to see
even if only
a  few scant moments
before  another  meal
is conceived.

I hate doing dishes.A lot of things tend to soak for awhile.I have a dishwasher too...written in pieces over the past 6 years .

#badhabitsdiehard

AprilDawn May 2014

Gooseberry Gamble

never made it
to a ****
fell for you
on first nibble
now I am your  fool
have lived  without you
for seven years too long
searched  high and  low
my face crumbles  again
no markets here
carry your  piquant
harvest

The first time I ever tasted ( after years of hiding from this sour fruit) , red gooseberries at a farmer's market in Massachusetts, I fell in love.I have spent years looking for more , with no results.I warned you in my profile section that I am an unrepentant foodie.Written May2014

#longing

AprilDawn May 2014

Strolling

along through
this urban sunrise
on well paved sidewalks
family dog in tow
when we  spied
a bevy of bodacious
blossomed   beauties
breaking  free
from this block's uniformity
spilling nonchalantly
over a broken cedar fence
for all passers by to see
on the way to  retrieve
our mail
from tiny locked boxes

The well ordered suburban community we lived in the Houston , where things are maintained a certain way and look somewhat uniform -sometimes only tall flowers break the rules !

#floralinsurrection

AprilDawn May 2014

Merge

Past, present, future
feeder roads
morph
into the  main drag
over the railroad  tracks
through  hills and dales
until every curve
screeches to that  farewell ride
only one way left to travel
  dead end straight ahead
intersection imminent -
try to brace for impact

This wording came over a 6 year time period. I still don't have a driver's license ,and have been in a major car accident since I started writing this . I know the meaning of forward motion , as I have practiced behind the wheel often enough. I take my whole life with me down the road it seems..

#drive

AprilDawn May 2014

Interior Design

I wake up everyday
my eyes riveted
to the ceiling
as rainbow flecks
radiate from crystals
that reside in the middle
of the uppermost window

this bedroom marked “private”
on the door
has meant twenty-four months
complete control
freedom to design
every detail, every texture, every nuance
Handpicked

A  vivid palette
splashed onto every square foot
hoping to recapture
life’s intense force
while  it  drowns out
nagging shadows
threatening to swallow
My space

Italian ceramic mask- topped sconces
flanking the empty space
the mosaic mirror
I’m still learning to make
the gilded cream vanity
fit for a princess
still Waits

highlighted memories
fill dusty shelves and cling to walls
called Home now

my queen size bed use to sit quietly
in my guest room
rarely disturbed
now it harbors
my   dreams and fears
afloat on a sea of defiantly feminine
pillows and blankets

an eclectic mix of Me
comes out of every nook and cranny
while my inner sanctum takes shape.

In 2005 , about 2 1/2 years after my husband's unexpected death I began noticing how much life I still had left in me . I had been married for over 20 years and had shared a space all that time.I began to revel in making my own space , with no compromising on colors etc.

#innersanctum