this is a plaintive whisper tossed into the extended palms of my ever-fickle playmate ambition she is statuesque, commanding unnervingly lovely and bright living like she means it and sometimes yearning for me i can see the deep creases in the skin of her hands taut and grasping tendons fighting…
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Windows At Work
Windows At Work From a box, shelved and labeled, I peer out, up. The sky is sill there.…
Meek
The breeze was what moved me here, To a wooded hillside, a forest patch, a place soft and mild. But then, the same wind began to wind all around and through The creaking cedars, Pushing and posturing above My small comprehension of Nature And God, A big idea for a…
The Thing About the Fair
Every year I look foward to attending the Alameda County Fair. It's one of the highlights of the summer, in my opinion. Last year I was introduced to the thrill that is horse racing! It was one of the things that nudged me into taking my riding lessons. And then…
Drawing With Chalk
Brushing fingers on the rough sidewalk I find peace in the pattern of concrete, Absolutism and Manifest Destiny Stretching out from my feet to every compass point. But on my knees, sleeves rolled up, And rooting at the cracks in the pavement I find weedy greens and pill bugs, Black…
Gray Dress
I saw a woman today, sitting with a man I assumed was her husband. He spoke to her animatedly, hands pushing his stories out into the air and across the table to his attentive audience. She nodded to the rhythm of his enthusiasm, understanding and supportive. Her hands rested, crossed…
In Anticipation of Autumn
This morning I was tricked into donning a sweater. It was the cool air through our open window that did the trick. That and the deeper-blue-than-usual sky. Without thinking about it twice, whilst envisioning "bouquets of sharpened pencils", I tugged the sweater over my head. And I think the sweater…
A Fair to Remember
On Sunday we went to the races. It was my first time to the track; we went to the county fair and placed our bets. And we learned a little bit each time. To begin, I picked a winner in Race 6, our first of the day. Funtrip, a three-year-old…