Karen Newell

Karen Newell Aug 2014

Genie

I found your lamp
beneath a bushel
and rubbed it
til A Genie
Appeared

Karen Newell Aug 2014

Dynamite

He had a short fuse,
with long warning labels.
Still, she could not resist
striking that match.

Karen Newell Aug 2014

Next!

When rose wears off the glasses
we quickly seek a new prescription.
Trying to regain the 20/20 vision,
that fairy tale of youth.

Karen Newell Aug 2014

Imagined

Whether real or unreal
matters not to me.
Those sweet soul poems
are a distracted joy
on the brink of my mind.

Karen Newell Aug 2014

Clothesline

Sheets snap in the breeze
Scrubbed for the millionth time
Neighbors smirk and wink

Karen Newell Aug 2014

Fullness

We are but tiny specks,
filled with every experience.
Pawns for God's pleasure.

Karen Newell Aug 2014

We drift across the dunes.
Shadows on the sand
where the Star Spirits dance.
Opening the Eye
of the Universe