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)

Winds of Discord

The winds of discord are warm, arid, and empty;

Like the vacancy of places long since abandoned where the only thing louder than the silence is the eerie rustling of things left unsettled…

Unlike the fresh cool breezes of spring or the invigorating first flurries of winter these tepid dusty winds offer no comfort as they fail to lift and carry away the heaviness on my heart.

©Dani

Nov 15, 2021

Antiquities

May you never have to cry out in pain?

While navigating your life’s mundane…

And if you do I hope those who’re dear

Come running from places far and near

To guide you past agony and frustration

Of injuries present without explanation

I wish you sweet, gentle, speedy healing

This part of aging is less than appealing

©Dani

November 6, 2021