Buried Treasures of Yesteryear

Good that you were smaller, not abler, but more willing

To trudge through the muck in search of the pay dirt

that would feed our candy fix.

And I your able assistant…

did my best not to make contorted faces

when you emerged from the debris

with your mostest bestest find…

With a little tape and glue and warshing

you’d say with your eyes beaming,

surely it would bring a pretty price?

They never saw us coming

with your ice cubes in Antarctica smile

you’d fleece them of all the change they had to spare.

With blond spikes, blue eyes of wonder

and unabashed enthusiasm…

What mortal could have possibly resisted?

Most certainly not I. 

(For Billy)

Copyright 1/21/2011

Dani Heart

Birch Switches, Twine, and Crayfish

Twinkles in azure blue cemented your resolution…

So off we went in search of the perfect pieces of timber

that fashioned with some string would later become our poles…

Another grand adventure would find us at the water’s edge,

you baiting my string with precision as I watch in awe…

wondering if this is really going to work?

Soft breezes ripple the water,

your face is round with anticipation and excitement

and it’s contagious!

Fate smiles upon me first much to your surprise and wonder?

Like a drill sergeant you order me pull him in! pull him in!!!!

And in one fell swoop adulation and exaltation

give way to anger, scorn and condemnation…

When to my horror and squeals,

the alien thing with pinchers at the end of my line

drops back into the water and scurries under a rock!

Your face softens with compassion and then laughter

I was after all a girl…

Fate was laughing too

as we filled our bucket with your creepy crawly delights…

the day you taught me to fish. 

(For Billy)

Storms of Make Believe

A picnic in a rain storm

Was something we use to do

A little mommy and me time

That was just between us two

We’d hit up a local drive-thru

And get our favorite meal to go

Then race to our destination

So we could eat and enjoy the show

We would drive in slowly

Where the water was raining down

Then neon rainbow soap suds

Would be swooshing all around

It was easy to imagine

We were in a great big storm

Watching from inside our car

While keeping safe and warm

Then magically the sun came out

And the wind would blow us dry

We’d drive out looking good as new

Underneath a bright blue sky

How fondly I recall those days

Though dollars were few to spend

The simple sweet connectedness

Of us relishing pretend

8-27-2021