corkscrewed

forever eclipsed

eclipsing in my neck of the woods around 1:20 PM
don’t forget those all-important eclipse goggles ūüėéfor safe viewing

‘see’ turtle

tortoiseArmored carapace
marries this hide to my hundred-year-old body
This union of protection

sallies my ancient form through waters
older than you or I
Brothers and sisters
honor the places your body moves upon
Respect the glory of the four elements
with guardianship as infinite as the heavens
Do not let your watchful eyes wither
like naked flesh in burning sand

I must breathe
You must breathe

Oceans must breathe
Do you understand
I only ask because
it seems many have forgotten

He Doesn’t Care, poem published in the Avocet

he doesn’t care

he doesn’t care about crowns
he doesn’t know he is a king
his only kingdom is survival

we attached a silly moniker
for his magnificence
like we determine specie classification
all listed below us
we name each

for the natural beauty, grace and strength
we covet

we only become great with great effort
not like them
who fly, leap, run, swim
in a way that makes us
desire trophies

we manufacture superiority
how we love roaring
we are the rulers of this earthly kingdom
you are only, King of the Jungle
because that’s what we named you…
Lionessdrawn with prisma pencils a few years back

 

Dolce Lust

I’m broken

pieces on the floor beside your new Dolce & Gabbana
brown crocodile oxfords
they accompanied us to the café

the sky was a brilliant blue
you didn’t notice
reptilian style was hoarding your heart
blind was I in this pair

today, Dolce & Gabbana
worked into a perfect fit
so
they could step on me

Croc

Croc

rendered a few months ago

 

A Good and Decent Bowl

There once was a bowl
a good and decent bowl
it held soapy water
for a tiny infant
when her mother feared
the bath too large
bowl bath

There once was a bowl
a good and decent bowl
anchored beneath the chin
of a little boy
when his stomach feared
nursery school, too big
max bowl.

There once was a bowl
a good and decent bowl
it held on the shelf
for homeless socks
when they feared
losing perfect partners
bowl with green sockAnd so is the life
of a good and decent bowl

Whose owner feared
new children were akin
to delicate birds
and nervous newts
before they grew
too tall and too strong
too fast
delicate bird

May you dream of a good and decent¬†bowl¬†that cares for treasures, both small and too large…

Please note though I’m all Italian I’d like to offer a big, beautiful, festively green Happy St. Pat’s to all!

Photos: Delicate daughter first used good and decent bowl when she was extremely delicate, Nana’s helping hands. Big son used¬†good and decent bowl in mornings – he suffered nausea for 2 months at the start of¬†nursery school.¬†Now the good and decent¬†bowl houses¬†lost socks that dream of being reunited with their significant others. Perhaps one day we’ll bronze the good and decent bowl, as is the good and decent thing to do. ūüôā
Art: (both critters endangered) rendered with marker and pencil a few weeks ago for a special project