Gardening
Nothing's better than a garden
when we're looking for a way
and truly have something to say
that should never be forgotten.
It's not just about the flowers.
Beautiful though they well may be
they would not be half so pretty
were it not for April showers.
And way before the flowers show
a gardener has to plant the seed
and tug away at every weed
to give a seedling room to grow.
Yet all that work would be a waste
if first the tilling and the hoeing
that anticipates the growing
had not already taken place.
Nothing's better than a garden
when we're looking for a way
and truly have something to say
that should never be forgotten.
Silly love songs
make you think it's love
because you're mooning in your head
and sighing over lyrics at every turn
Is it love?
Is it real?
Or is time to come to your senses
It floats to me
softly, sweetly, truly
gently lighting on my brow
warmly choosing me
I close my eyes
and receive the gift
Love is true
until it dies
from secrets
lies
and other
deceptions
The wise person
learns to question
What is the person
hiding
Why is the person
inventing
What is the person not telling
who talks
and talks
and talks
Vivian and Ruby fell into each other
he for certain from homelessness and hunger
and after everyone she had rejected
it was entirely unexpected
that he would find in her a haven
She's on the rebound, her friends surmise
unable to account for the surprise
of how he got in there so fast
But it surely will not last
it's just her hormones misbehaving
Love
cherishes
nurtures
nourishes
glows burns
aches yearns
longs to be
Dr. Jekyll
beautiful, elegant
returns home every day
to a family that dreads
his inevitable
transformation to
Mr. Hyde
Quietly she
closes the door
loudly again
he bangs
to remind her
of his presence
Harbinger
She watches stunned
His leg shoots forward
jokingly, stupidly
in front of their happy child
running across the open space
Stumble, pain, blood, tears
She reaches for her injured child, as any mother would
until he shouts
Stay away!
Don't interfere!
I can look after him!
He's my son!
Silenced, constrained
Foreshadowing
her life postponed
her son betrayed
Your circle of friends “gossip”
make you unattractive
You need help
You're a kill joy, spoil sport, bush woman
unable to communicate
selfish, self-centered, self-absorbed
inhospitable, callous
unsympathetic, uncaring
fault-finding, indifferent
negative, unsupportive
a career roadblock
when she's emotional, she's “too breathless”
when she’s not, she's “too cold”
Her faults
by his calculation
are heavy indeed!
Same leopard
Same spots
I live there now
I moved in with her
I didn't have a choice
The same playbook
The same Viv
Same leopard
Same spots