Swing In A Tree

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

"Summer Begins"

Summer begins

shedding stress by

lusting for Father Ralph

I become Meggie

slipping into heartbreak

reliving my own devotion

veiling my Catholic guilt under Italian lace

missal clutched in small, white-gloved hand

crystal Rosary, blessed by Pius XII,

soothing my restless fingers

his Irish brogue a supple song

his blue eyes like laughter

he kneels before me, eye-to-eye

proposes a date

he’ll be my father—

a surrogate breaking bread

erasing my disappointment

drying my tears with his finger tips

tugging my hand to the crook of his arm

his brilliance dazzles me

my heart worships him

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

“Summer Plans”

Responsibility drags me from comforting quilts out into the sodden world.

My shoes, rain soaked by puddles, encase my feet in cold and damp.

The air conditioner chills my bones.

My attention drifts to the large wall clock and fixates on the second had tick-tick-tick-ticking away.

I escape.

I nurture thoughts from deep within and retell yesterday’s tale with intuitive creativity.

My first draft practically perfect.

My thoughts stir up summer’s lazy mornings and conjure long, hot days filled with writing.

Two months to drench myself under a waterfall of words.

Monday, June 8, 2015

“A Sense of Self”

Boldly marks through the problem

An expression of your autonomy

You decide which Life complication you’ll solve

or delete

or deny

Your independence gets erased

Because questions can’t be skipped

You spin out of control

Terror and tantrums entwined

As you scream and run and hide—

Even from yourself

Monday, June 1, 2015

"Dandelion"

A waif whispers incantations

her breath pftts pftts

against the blowball

Tufts float free

The seeds of beginnings

Sacred blessings

Cradled by Tranquility

Monday, May 18, 2015

“The Play”

ACT ONE

She lightens her brown hair

He prefers blondes

She leaves family, drops friends

He wants her to himself

She quits schools, leaves her job

He cheats and she forgives

ACT TWO

He demands exact replicas

She produces an heir and a spare

He expects superiority

She learns deceit and lies

He builds and buys a lifestyle

She numbs herself with wine

ACT THREE

A mansion filled with regrets

Their marriage is a glossy veneer

Time spent in sun and sand

Their love becomes a mirage

A picture of perfection

Photoshop over Truth