Reach to the stars

Reach to the stars while tethered to stone

Reach together, our delicate hands, 

always womens' hands, our dirty skin

stained with work, fingers rubbed raw.

Happy birthday to me

a leftover piece of strawberry pie

the mug I got a couple of days ago

the Human Body book that I wanted after Mira

showed me what's inside an eye,

roast chicken, a beloved husband and

my cute friend, Julia, who I love to call 

piglet (and she does not)

66 looks good, with grey hair, smiling

eyes and not one speck of boredom

to be seen.  

A poem to capture the day of music, 

a lunch with my brother, a nap and a

rousing capoeira class.

I hope next year is as good. 

The Winter Storm

a long weekend can become a week,

bitter temperatures eventually warm 

and clouds give way to sunshine.

open suitcases left behind collect dust,

work computers left behind are idle

friends keep cooking for us 

snow rests on the ground, the

wind eventually stills.

we only hear the swish of skis

on snow.

A poem should write itself

what will you write today, dear poem,

the wind in my face, the swish of cold snow,

a heart beating, not too fast, not too slow

dear poem, what is in your heart, or in mine,

you, who know me so well, you, who

have been following each moment of

"ma vie tellement modeste".

You, the poem in my breast, you lead

me along, shielding my eyes as best 

you could, and bringing me along to this 

exact moment, where I waited for you,

and you arrived.

The power couple

They didn't say when or why, the 

event, the color of the invitation,

they just arrived in a flourish, her 

green satin dress brushing up against

her beautiful legs, her man at her side

in his black tuxedo.  

Looking for someone, or something,

the President or the stage, they

rush to arrive on time, slightly flushed

but no less elegant, the power couple. 

My new work bag

The other bag, the one with the zipper on the

front - I don't pack that way, and it was

an ugly green, anyway.

This bag, a small carpetbag, I think, 

or a bag for tools or other practical things,

is my work bag, with its wide bottom

and large opening at the top,

it holds my lunch, my badge, and its

darn pretty, don't you think?  

And the poster?  I promised to hang it

in a location where everyone would say.

Yes, I did what the drag queen asked of me.

But don't overdo it

and when the scale tips into red,

live it up, but a little bit less

keep track of it all, the ups and the downs,

the lefts and rights, a little egg

with the rootbeer float, and one

piece of chocolate, not two.  

Go to the gym and walk in the

bright sunshine, smiling uses calories,

does it not?

Joy and Ice Cream in 2024 - A resolution to seek happiness and contentment in the small things

A chocolate ice cream cone

A ride on a carousel

Hugs from someone you love

Giving hugs

Accepting wrongs, and asking forgiveness

Generosity and good will.

Wear a jacket when it's cold,

a beautiful scarf to add color.

Joy and ice cream in 2024

Chocolate with rainbow sprinkles, please.